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Spent the holidays in Europe taking loads in Paris and Berlin. The best night was at a bar called Scheune in Berlin. There was a small dark room in the back. They used to have a basement but for some reason it’s closed and they only have the small room now. I was very disappointed at first because I had a good experience there on a prior trip when I had gotten gangbanged. When I went back in the dark room, there were only about four or five guys. Not much seemed to be happening. I left and the same guys were still there about five minutes later. This time there seemed to be a little more action happening. One guy had a very thick beer can sized dick typical of many Germans which he had out and was stroking. I started making out with him and then he went down and sucked my dick for a while. I was actually worried he might be a bottom. But then I reciprocated and sucked his dick. He then turned me around and started fucking my ass. Even though I’ve gotten fucked by many guys for four days in a row, his girth made it slow going in the beginning. He needed to stretch open my hole wider and deeper than my previous fucks. He fucked me for a while and then I’m not sure if he passed me on to someone else or decided to take a break but when he pulled out another guy jumped on immediately. He then fucked me until he shot his load. Mr. Beer Can Cock jumped back on and did the same in my now squishy hole. He was followed by another 4-5 guys who all unloaded in me. With the exception of Mr. Beer Can, I have no idea what the rest of the guys looked like, but I was certainly happy to get their loads. 45 minutes later when I came out, my friends that I was traveling with said I looked exhausted. After we left there, we went to another bar where I had a few more loads put in me. Quite a hot night!

Ok. So here’s the thing. Recently I have been hornier than usual. I mean really, really, REALLY fucking horny. Wanking at all times during the day. Idly playing with myself as I drift off to sleep and then always waking up with a steel bar between my legs. The thing is I’m a bottom. Always have been. I get way more pleasure out of taking cock and making someone else cum. Its just the way I am wired. I also work really shitty hours so late night cruising and weekends are things that happen to other people. This morning however I couldn’t take it any more. I needed release so I got up extra early, like an hour and a half early. Got myself ready for work all suited and booted and got in the car. I knew I was headed for the cruising ground before I even started the engine. I had plenty of time before I needed to point myself in the direction of work. So I drove in the dark down the empty roads and finally pulled into the car park. Its a picnic area, wide open and frequented at nights by all sorts. As it was a spur of the moment decision I expected it to be really quiet but there were a few cars sitting there in the dark. I pulled into a space, checked my phone and glanced at some of the other dark vehicles for tell-tale signs of activity. After about 5 minutes another car pulled alongside mine and the driver got out walked straight over to my car and stood there rubbing his crotch right next to my window. As I looked up I realised this was a guy I’d hooked up with here a few times before and I was suddenly much more interested. I opened the door and we greeted each other and without any more said I had fished his nice hard cock out and started sucking him from my drivers seat. I love public play but he’s always been a little more selective about what he does in the open. After asking to climb in to my car we started really making out. Kissing, stroking, licking and slowly stripping each other like it was the end of the best date ever. I soon had his nice 7” back in my mouth and was working up and down him as he ran his hands over my naked arse. Spreading and teasing my hole as I sucked him harder he kept up saying how nice my hole felt and how he wanted to fuck me. I kept groaning and nodding my head as he talked dirty to me hoping he’d take the hint and take control. After a few minutes I decided to push thing forward because he was clearly enjoying the blowjob and didn’t seem to be fussed which end he buried his cock into me. I needed more. So I told him so. I flat out told him I was crazy horny and I needed him to fuck me. Like I said he isn’t in to public play so he got his clothes straightened out and told me to follow him down the road to a much quieter spot. I agreed instantly because I knew once he started fucking me he would pound the living fuck out of me before he finished, certainly he had in the past. Once we pulled off the road I quickly stripped for him so he knew I was his for the taking and I climbed out of my car and presented myself for his pleasure. He called me a slut, which I agreed with, and he spat on his hand and rubbed it all over his cock before bending me over the bonnet of my car and pressing his cockhead to my ring. Fuck! Thats what I was needing. He shoved in all the way and I opened up easily to take him. He grabbed my hips and started bucking his hips against me. No sounds to start with but the slapping of his flesh on mine. Pretty soon I was panting and moaning as he picked up the pace. My fingers were clawing at the shiny surface of my car as he fucked me and I was pushing myself back to meet his eager dick. I couldn’t help myself and I reached down and yanked my cock and within about three pulls I shot a hot torrent of my spunk all over my car radiator crying out in purest pleasure at my release. I must have clenced my hole pretty tight as I came because there was a groan from behind me and after two or three hard thrusts I felt him press hard against me and collapse over me kissing my neck as his cock pulsed inside me. After he had pulled out and tidied himself up we said out goodbyes and I set about straightening myself up for work wondering if i could make it there without soaking my trousers with the cum load currently swimming around inside my fuckhole. Either way I had just had a fantastic fuck and it made my day at work so much better knowing I had a hot spunk deposit deep inside me for the day. I need more early starts.

Pay Back's a Bitch (and so is my Brother) Part 7 It was right after we were done with Tyson that reality seemed to hit him as you star he was being turned into, a cock craving gay jock. The defeat was apparent in his expression as well as his hunger for now cock and cum. What no one was aware of was the fact that the little bitch he was suppose to fuck that weekend showed up at the house while my little bro was situated in the sling getting fucked by my friends. Even though school was out for the summer I was sure the word of my brothers new found love of cock was spreading like wildfires. Before the week would be over I was sure that everyone of Tyson's friends and teammates would know that my brother was now a cock hound. But for the moment he definitely needed something to eat along with more T and G. Keeping him naked we took him down to the kitchen where we fed him a high protein breakfast fortified with Tina and his favorite protein shake with the appropriate amount of GHB. Keeping him He needed to be ready for the next few days where he was the star of a advertised sex tour of the local bathhouses and adult bookstores. The word of Tyson’s grand tour was word of mouth and any lucky guy that night just be present when Tyson showed up. After a good meal we have my little bro a complete shave is all his body hair from the neck down before giving him a good cleaning out and a shower. I could definitely see a change occurring in Tyson. Normally he wouldn't free caught naked around me or any of my gay friends. Now he’s not only made but wants to touch and guy around. He’s for a semi-hard on that can only bed from the Cealis he’s been getting. He is thinning more about cock then anything what. It was time to head out. We had a loosely planned schedule of where we were going each night ending up at one of the bathhouse. Dustin was allowed to wear only a pair of mesh basketball shorts, a t-shirt and an old pair a sneakers. We climbed into my car and we were off. First stop was a sleazy ABS. I knew the clientele would free all over my bro’s ass and I was so very right. The second we were in a room I slammed him up before opening three for to find two black guys ready to tap his white, jock ass. Of course it cost each did $15 for 15 minutes to fuck his ass. I worked some deals giving his ass over for 2 hours and was paid $200. It was a group of college frat boys. After the time at the ABS we skipped right to a bathhouse near the edge of the gay section of town. I had reserved three sling room. It was easy to get him into the sling and even easier to administer a double slam. He was so fucking high I don’t think he knew his own name. It wasn’t very crowded but there was enough sleaze balls there to full his ass with enough cum we had to plug his ass up to keep the cum from leaking all over the car seats. By the time the sun came up he had had enough and we took him back home to crash.

I used to play with cucumbers in my hole since I was 13 and graduated to larger and better toys wh3n I got older took my first cock (bare) when I was 25 and never looked back

31. The bar closed. They locked the door from the inside. "Let's go!" said Tony towards the two straight men and led them back downstairs. They made it back downstairs and went straight to the shower room. "You gotta undress bois, if you wanna go there." said Tony seductively. They all undressed. Tony, Aaron and Kev all examined the two straight gents' bodies. They both were muscular. Eric looked more ripped - a consequence of his thinner frame. Louis was a little more beefy... and FUCKING HAIRY! Louis' body was covered in dark fur. His chest was a forest, so was his belly. His legs were completely covered in hair and so was his bubble but. His shoulders and arms were just as hairy as the rest of him and his back was just as hairy as his front-side. His cock was a full 8 inches... thick and very veiny. His friend was no less hotter. He also had his share of chest hair, although he wasn't nearly as hairy as Louis. He didn't have any back or shoulder hair. Beneath his muscular belly was a cock just as big as his friend's. A full 8 inches, only a bit thicker than Louis'. There was an awkward silence. Both gents were staring each other's bodies down. Tony stepped closer and held both of the men by the back of their head. He pushed their faces togeter. Eric and Louis started kissing. A little shy at first, then they got more and more paasionate and sleazy, tonguing each other, licking each other's face and neck. Tony pushed both of the men down to his cock gently but firmly. The men broke off their kiss and stared at the huge cock in front of their faces. "I... I just wanted to watch." said Eric unsure. "Well... your choice. You'll be missing out on a lot but if you don't want to join..." "I... I'm really not comfortable doing this." "Ok then. Just sit back there and get comfy stud." said Tony and Eric sat by the wall across the room. Louis started sucking Tony's cock slowly. "Yeah stud! Suck my huge cock!" Tony told him, encouraging Louis to go faster. And Louis started going deeper and faster. He was a natural cock-sucker! Tony pulled his monster cock from Louis' mouth and slapped it on the straight hunk's face. A deep lustful sigh came out of Louis as he started licking the cock, eager to suck it again. From behind him he heard moans and sound of his boyfriend sucking Kev's cock and across the room he saw the other straight guy, stroking his hard cock, mesmerized by the smell of musk, sounds of cocks being sucked and the intoxicating image of real hard pig sex. This was gonna be one hell of a night! More cumming very soon. Let me hear your thoughts and don't be shy to comment or message me!???

So when I was a freshman in college, I drove up to NYC from Philly one Saturday in search of some sleaziness. A friend from high school introduced me to what was called crank at the time, so had that with me in my pocket. Got to Port Authority to park, snorted some and then went to the bathrooms to cruise a bit (these were things that got me going even at that age, pre-internet of course meant being more proactive). I jerked a little at the urinals and went into a stall and jerked off for a while as this guy first watched through the crack in the door then went into the stall next to me and would pop his head over the stall wall for a quick peek). Did some more of my stuff and then headed out to Times Square and what I had intended to be the big event - going to a gay porn theater. Back before it was respectable, Times Square was quite the opposite. For a horny, high and somewhat freak of an 18 year old, it was exhilarating. I found a theater and walked in, and my nervousness kicked in more than I expected. I paid for the theater and a bottle of poppers, and the dude at the counter told me to hold onto my wallet. I ducked into the restroom real quick to regain my high and kick my nervousness aside, and did a couple of snorts. Suddenly I wanted to fly to the theater, and had no idea what awaited. When I opened the door, it was as if half the theater smelled a geeky freshman walk in as several heads turned. For me, it was the first time seeing porn on video - up until then it had only been pictures. The theater had an aisle in the center that went halfway down, then there was a wide aisle that went left and right toward the wall, and finally the front section of seats which had an aisle on each side of the wall. I walked to the aisle and went left, then found a seat and sat down. In less than 30 seconds a guy sat next to me and his hand immediately went to my thigh (I was wearing shorts and a t-shirt, my Chucks and a jock). I tried opening my poppers which was difficult since they had two layers of plastic to try and peel away, but luckily dude next to me had some and they went under my nose. After that, I was down on my knees sucking him. I had no idea what he looked like other than his cock. The floor was a bit sticky and that got me turned on too. I took a glance around and noticed that a couple guys seemed to be watching, and that truly got me started. I was in that theater for several hours, lost count of the number of dicks I sucked, got fucked several times and got 4 or 5 loads. I was sweaty, fucked up and felt so sleazy and piggy when I left. I drove most of the way back to school jerking my cock and thinking all kinds of nasty thoughts, and I sucked up some of the cum and lube from the inside of my shorts and inside my hole. Finally I stopped at the book store I'd go to every once in a while and did the glory hole thing until I blew my load down a guys throat. He coughed and was clearly surprised at my load and I couldn't keep my moaning down. Finally I got back to my place and my bedroom, where I jerked a few more hours while looking at porn mags. The next day I freaked out, was guilty and scared of what I may have picked up. However, that night I was in the college library getting some work done - and I'll just say the guilt was gone and the secluded bathroom in the basement was a great way to cap a totally sleazy weekend.

Last night I was so horny after texting the bf all day begging to be used. Got back home, he waited naked and ordered me to strip and put on a blindfold to which I immediately obliged we made out while he started probing my hole then I feel a cock rubbing against my hole and it wasn’t the bf’s I got so horny I started moaning as my bf whispered to me how he’s gonna make sure I’m fully stretched tonight then I feel a massive cock head starting to push through (just a little spit and the load my bf left in me that morning) I was in heaven! As the guy behind pushed through (later I realized it was a friend with a 10.5” thick cock!) my bf put me on all 4 and had me sucking his cock while I was getting pounded from behind they switched positions a couple of times so I had a cock up my pussy while cleaning the one that was just in me this lasted for a while till the friend had me ride him then I felt my bf pushing his cock in me as well, then I spent the rest hour or so being double penetrated by them, they both loaded me up and continued fucking me till I got a second load when they were finished my hole was plugged to keep their precious cum in me (I’m still plugged as I write this and full) and went on cleaning them as they finally removed the blindfold We were all spent after almost 3 hours of constant pounding, took a shower and fell alseep together, having two amazing guys sandwiching me all night x

Hey, Rawsluts! After 6 weeks of no bb sex due to some medical issues, I decided to go to Steamworks Toronto for some bb sex relief. My new mantra - "We all have sexual needs and need relief!" Well, like my past posts, every night at Steamworks Toronto bring a whole new crop of men. I find my experiences there interesting on many levels. But, to cut to the chase, here the highlights: 1. There was this tall tanned skinned younger guy with yellow highlights in his hair. We kept my passing each other - me in my jock and nothing else, and him with his towel on. I did meet up with him in the front gloryhole area. He was watching guys getting sucked off in a small dark niche near an exit. He wanted to get off and leave. I knelt down licking his ass crack while he was jerking off. He said, "I'm cumming!" I turned him around to catch most of the cum in my mouth. YUMMY - cumshot #1. 2. I did rim a few beautiful bubble butts in the darkened places of Steamworks Toronto. This I love to do! I wish 100% guys would clean out. Oh well, most do! And this is reassuring to me! 3. In the back narrow darkroom with the confessional and adjacent gloryholes I was interested in a small group of guys. One was getting suck and fucked, tall young guy with a great body. It was the guy sucking him who I had this feeling that he was sluttier than the rest of them. After the sucker finished sucking the other guy, he stood up and I pinched his nipples and he did mine, all in the dark (a wee bit of light was here after 2 AM!). I came closer to him and kissed him and his neck. He liked this. I knelt down to taste his cock. I was sucking his cock for about 2-3 minutes when he told me he was ready to blast. I kept his hard cock in my mouth and he rewarded me with a good-sized hot load - cumshot #2. I never did see him in the full light. But, isn't that the whole idea of darkroom sex. The anonymity of it all. 4. The next guy whose cum I did taste (it wasn't a full cumshot) was a younger Asian guy who presented his hard cock for me to suck in the front gloryhole area. He was the second (upper) level and I was on the ground floor. I could taste because he just came like a minute before with someone else. He enjoyed me giving him head and wanted to be more private in one of the gloryholes that became empty. I don't really know these gloryholes are used for sucking and fucking anon guys. What I see is two guys wanting a more private space to have sex so they go into the gloryholes while the holes go unused. WTF! 5. There was a younger tanned guy (of Pacific Island descent) who was offering his hole to be fucked bareback. We passed each other several times throughout the night. He wanted my daddy dick in him. While resting in my private room from walking around I noticed me and immediately lubed up and sat down on my hard cock. Boy, was he ever TIGHT! I couldn't take him for long. He had an ass like a vicegrip! I fucked him for a bit but I can't cum in very tight holes like that, sorry! 6. Guys know that daddies like me do exist and are around if they need us for relief. Toward the end of my story, a younger guy in the back narrow darkroom asked if I could fuck him because he needed to cum. I told him I only bareback. It took him 10 seconds to think about it. I felt his hole. His hole needed a quick rim job to get it ready for my cock. He was a bit tight and my cock loosened up his hole. I didn't cum in him but in about a minute he announced he was almost ready to cum. I offered my mouth. I withdrew from his ass and he turned around to offer his hot young cumblast in my mouth - cumshot #3. 7. I did meet a tall bearded young man I found attractive. He was taller than me (over 6'), and I'm 5'8". He was settled in his room with his tummy in his bead and ass up. I asked him if I could taste his bubble butt and said I only bareback. He said I could continue and fuck him for a bit. I loved rimming his hole and began to fuck him. I guess I was his first cock because he asked me to stop as it was a bit uncomfortable for him. I did. I never him again last night. 8. I needed to cum too. It's nice that all the young guys are playing with each other, for the most part. My last pitstop I had the door to my room wide open and was jerking off. A passerby noticed and knelt down for me to feed him my saved up load. I was happy! Guys have needs, let's all help each other by playing with each other (said by a true bb daddy slut)!

I was 14, and it was Thanksgiving. It was my best friend from across the street, he was a year older, and we had been fooling around for a year or so. We had the house to ourselves and messing around. He told me to bend over, fingered my hole with some lotion and then went balls deep. He fucked me for about ten minutes and then blew his load in me, and I shot mine. I had a lot to be thankful for that year.

15 minutes ago behind a dumpster near Home Depot. Home Depot is usually good for a load or two

love to be able to travel more than I do but financial restraints limit a lot of Europe travel love to be able to set up side by side and whore out our holes together . travel in the USA can always work.

My last load was in a toilet cubicle in Gran Canaria. My husband and I were in a shopping precinct having a coffee. I was desperate for a pee so left him in the coffee shop. Found the toilets, went in, a Spanish guy was standing in a cubicle but not peeing. I went to the urinals and had a pee looked round and the guy in the cubicle was clearly wanking. He turned towards me showing me his cock which was a decent size. I’d finished so I went in to him thinking I’d get a mouthful of spunk at least. He had other ideas he turned me round and felt my arse so I lowered my shorts. He wet my arse and pushed his cock in, fucked me for a couple of mins and shot in me. I then quickly left to get back to my other half. He said I’d been a while so I made out I needed more than a pee. I was so horny all afternoon knowing I had anon spunk in me.

What an insightful question. I think I would flip one of your options slightly - I know that I will never find anyone to love me, but that does not keep me from sharing the love within me generally. So I am a breeding slut to better bring pleasure and comfort to others. It allows me to give of myself as completely as the Tops are willing to take from me completely. For a Top to brutally fuck me into utter submission - to break me - would be the fullest exptression of love I could give. (Yes, I know that’s probably fucked up, but I’m about to take a 7” cock and I can’t think about it anymore right now...)

I’m in a loving relationship with a great partner that we share the need and desire to breed, my partner loves watching me getting gang fucked in parties he organized or dark rooms but also sends me during the day to get loads by my own for him so he can suck my cum filled hole

I've always dreamed of being passed around to random strangers. I met a long-distance trucker over bbrt and had some time off due so we decided on a "load-trip." He picked me up on a Tuesday afternoon and went through the bag I packed. I had followed his instructions and only packed mesh workout shorts, a pair of snap-off warm-up pants like basketball players wear, a few t-shirts and all of my sex toys. After he checked the bag, he tied me to the bed and bred me twice. When he was done, I cleaned his cock and he fed me his loads from my pussy. He left for a while and returned with a small, metal chastity device and a bowl of ice. He soaked my cock and balls in the ice until I was completely soft and whimpering at which time he locked my tiny dick up. After that, we left in his truck. As soon as we were in the truck, he took my jeans and said I'd get them back at the end of the trip. He pushed a huge plug up my ass and I sat naked in his truck leaving home. We stopped at a truck stop that evening and he made me put on the warm-up pants without a shirt or shoes and sent me to another truck in the lot. The driver was a huge black man and as soon as I got in his truck he turned me around, yanked the back of my pants, causing all of the snaps to come undone and expose my plugged hole. He pulled the plug out without any warning and shoved it in my mouth. He shoved his massive cock in my hole and started fucking me hard and fast until he dumped his load in my hole. Again, I cleaned his dick and he told me to go to a different truck in the lot. When I went to snap my pants back up, he said don't bother and made me walk across the lot to another truck with the plug in my mouth and my ass hanging out, dripping cum. I ran to the other truck where the driver tied me up in the back. He fucked me and dumped a load in me too before sending me back to my master. I got used to the routine but after a few days and even got used to the cum stains in my shorts and the locked cock had me horny 24/7. My master said he had a special treat planned for the end of the week before I had to head home. We went to a friends house, where I was tied up over a sawhorse in a barn. I was gagged and had a hood placed over my head so I couldn't see or say anything. He whispered that the good news was I wouldn't have to clean the dicks after they fucked me but he'd "make up for it." He apparently invited every trucker and anonymous top he could find. I could hear people talking and laughing in the background but couldn't tell what anyone was saying. I felt someone rubbing my hole with a liquid which I at first thought was lube. However, I soon realized it was much worse and as the first cock shoved into me, he whispered that it was GOJO lava soap. By the time he was done, I was crying hard and had my first load. His cock was quickly replaced with another and another. I'm not sure how many loads I took that night. I blacked out a few times to be woken up by a cock shoving deep into my pussy. When they were done fucking me, I was untied and fell to the floor. The gag was removed and I was told to lick the cum I spilled off the floor. It felt like I drank gallons of cum. After I cleaned up my mess, I was told my work wasn't quite done yet. I was told to get on all fours, face-down ass-up on the floor in the middle of the room. When I did, I saw my master bring out an aluminum baseball bat. I knew I was in for it now. He worked the bat into my hole slowly and then fucked me with it. Everyone was laughing at my pain and when he pulled the bat out, guys lined up and took turns pissing in my gaping hole. When it was over, a massive plug was shoved in my ass and I was told I was saving snacks for later. After all this, I thought my day was over, but I had to serve everyone there beers and snacks while they hung out and joked about what a cumdump faggot I am. Eventually, someone grabbed a large dog food bowl and made me squat over it. As I was squatting, the plug fell out and all of the piss and cum flooded out of my hole into the dog bowl. I was made to eat and lick the bowl clean. We rode back toward my town after that night. It took three days and he continued to pimp me out the entire way. I served as a glory hole cumdump at a dirty bookstore off the interstate. When we got close to town, he said he didn't have a load in town so I would be catching a ride with a friend of his the rest of the way. He pumped his last load in me on the side of a back highway where I switched trucks. The new guy seemed nice at first. However, that night he forced his cock in me and fucked me like the piece of shit faggot he called me. When he was done, and we were back in town, he dropped me off on the other side of town and took the last cash I had, "for the lift" so I'd have to walk all the way home. I asked if he had my jeans or the key to my lock, which he made me call my "clit cage." He laughed and said I was stupid for forgetting when I switched trucks. I've been caged now for over a year. My truck-driving master comes to town every once in a while and almost all my vacations are spent over-the-road now and I wouldn't trade anything.

Breeding slut who found love - we have been together almost 14 years. He loves for me to take cock with or without him there.

Apologies coz I know I've mentioned it before - it was still the hottest stealthing ever. A guy my bf fancied invited me and my bf to play with him and his bf - all safe fun -which we did. At the end the other two went downstairs to get some food leaving me with the host. He then said "can I put it in bare - not to fuck but just to feel it inside?" I was sure he wasn't going to stick to that - but I said "ok" thinking I could tell him to stop when he started to fuck. To my surprise he didn't. He just put it in and kept it still - no movement at all, for what felt like 5 minutes. Then suddenly still no movement - but I just feel his cum shooting inside me. "I've cum" he said (something I had already worked out). I pretended to be annoyed - found my bf and said we were leaving. But of course went back for more. Still don't know how he did it though.

Recently hooked up with a guy from bbrt, we planned it for about a week so by the tine the night arrived I was crawling up a wall. I arrived to him taking a power nap as it was after 10 and he was jetlagged. I stripped down to my jock, pulled the covers back, and started deepthroating him. He immediately woke up and then it was on. For close to 2 hours he fucked me every which way. But the best part was that he liked to be edged so he would stop every so often and rim my pussy deep. There was lots of kissing which drives me crazy. I finally got on top of him and plugged his dick deep inside and rode him furiously. Feeling him slide in and out of my cunt only made me focus on getting his load even more. My Pusey was slick from spit and pussyjuice how I like it. I locked my legs in place and encouraged him to let go. Finally I felt him release a huge load on me. We kissed some more, cuddled, and then I snuck out when he fell asleep.

Part 13 - Ladies That Lunch Ellie arrived at the restaurant and found Margarite sat at a quiet table in the corner. Margarite stood and gave Ellie a kiss on the cheek and they both sat down as the waiter brought the menus over, they chatted about the Hamptons and what was going on in Harrison over the last few weeks. Ellie talked about Sofie and her dance classes hoping that she would take up ballet. Margarite place her desert order and closed her menu. "Oh I spoke to the Guttenburgs last week" Margarite piped up. Ellie ordered her desert "They only stayed a couple of weeks in the Hamptons this year". "Yes, said they had a lovely beach BBQ at yours" Margarite laughed. Ellie laughed with her "Well he nearly lost his eyebrows at one point, you should come next year". "Husband likes to jet off for holidays, I do try to persuade him" Margarite said looking disappointed. Ellie smiled "Mine wants to go to the Caribbean again in November". "Will all of you go?" Margarite asked. "Ethan probably not, he has his studies and is doing really well" Ellie remarked with pride. Margarite smiled "Ethan looked so happy when I saw him in Larchmont a few weeks back at the Marina restaurant". "Oh, he never told me he went there for dinner" Ellie looked surprised. Margarite leaned forward "He certainly looked all loved up with his date". Ellie grimaced "Well as long as he is happy but doesn't get to serious at the moment". "Of course Ben told me had some suspicions that there was something going on" Margarite casually said. Ellie smiled "Well they are young". Margarite leaned in again "But a Latino, I would never have saw that coming" she looked at Ellie. "Latino?" Ellie remarked "Do you mean Latina?". Margarite shook her head "No Latino, rather sexy as well and very fit, a little older than Ethan I would say". The colour drained from Ellie's face "You must be mistaken". Margarite sat back "Ellie didn't you know?" she feigned a look of shock. Ellie tried to compose herself "Probably a friend from college". "Ben confirmed to me he was the other day" Margarite was enjoying her time immensely. Ellie saw the look of satisfaction on Margarite's face "Gay son, well at least that puts me above the rest". "You don't mind Ellie?" Margarite looked at her. Ellie smiled "At least we have a diverse family unlike the bog standard ones in Harrison". "You know there are other's around here in fact Ethan hangs out with one of them" Margarite played on it. Ellie suddenly guessed "Oh you mean Adam, such a lovely mannered boy we loving having him round". Margarite knew it was backfiring "You do know that Ben and Ethan had a falling out?". "Oh dear is your son not so accepting and open?" Ellie had Margarite on the run and loved it. Lunch over Ellie sat in the car fuming and sent a text message to Ethan 'Where are you?', annoyed at all the networking she had done to pair him off with some of the most respectable girls in Harrison. More than that she was angry that Margarite had to tell her, on the drive home she couldn't work out weather she was really upset, angry or just against it. Ethan's response text came as she pulled up the garage 'Back at 7pm'. She suddenly stopped and realised that Adam was in the Hamptons with Ethan, but no he wasn't a Latino so it couldn't be him. Head full of emotions she decided to sleep on it before confronting him and telling Jack, she knew she would have to before Jack found out from someone else in Harrison. Ethan put his phone down and settled back down in Angelo's arms as they watched the storm raging on, he thought it strange his mother would send a text asking where he was and began to feel a little on edge. An hour had passed and Ethan was packing his bag when his phone pinged again, he saw a new message but this time from Ben, he opened it and read it then dropped his phone. Angelo looked over at his worried face. "What is it Ethan?" Angelo walked over. Ethan sat down "My mother knows, Ben's mother had lunch and told her about us". Angelo sat down besides him "You are going to have to face up to this Ethan". Ethan nodded and looked outside "I think the storm is about to get bad". Angelo put his arm around him "We will deal with what ever happens Ethan". "Really?" Ethan looked at Angelo who nodded. It took nearly 5 hours to drive back as the Hamptons roads were flooded and traffic was slow. Ethan finally walked in to the house at just after 9pm, he could hear his father in the study working and his mother came out from the lounge and looked at him. "You look tired Ethan, long drive back with the weather?" Ellie asked. Ethan looked curiously at her "Yes, really bad storm there". "Come on I will make you a hot drink" Ellie turned and walked in to the kitchen. Ethan sat down "Thank you" he said. "So how was your weekend, you don't seem very happy" Ellie was watching the coffee machine. Ethan looked at her "It was good swam a lot and relaxed". Ellie put the coffee down in front of Ethan "I had an interesting lunch today with Margarite". Ethan looked at his cup "I know". Ellie had a surprised look on her face "How do you know?". "Ben sent me a text gloating, you know we fell out" Ethan wiped his eye. Ellie nodded "I know and I know why" as much as she wanted to be angry with him she couldn't do it. "Oh" Ethan sat starring at the cup "does father know?". "Not yet, I wanted to speak to you first" Ellie closed the kitchen door "Really Ethan?". Ethan looked up at her "Yes, I tried to play along with your matchmaking but it isn't me". "Your only just 18 Ethan we will find you a nice girl to settle down with" Ellie was testing him. Ethan shook his head "It would be living a lie mother, I am just not attracted to girls". "Is it Adam your attracted to?" She asked. Ethan shook his head again "No, he has been very supportive and more loyal as a friend". "I can't say I am happy about this Ethan, it is not who you were raised to be" Ellie looked on disappointed. Ethan stood up "It has nothing to do with being raised it is just who I am inside". Ellie shook her head "Go to bed Ethan". It was tense and Ethan walked in to his bedroom feeling sick, he sat in the bathroom on the floor and cried. Over the following days he kept out of everyone's way at home when he could and had several conversations with Angelo and Adam who had wanted to come over and see him, he had put Adam off for now as he didn't want to antagonise the situation. The first Saturday approached and Ethan quietly slipped out in the afternoon and spent the day with Angelo, it was breaking Angelo's heart to see Ethan so quiet and distracted. By 7pm Ethan asked Angelo to take him home as he shouldn't spend the night out of the house at the moment. Angelo watched Ethan get out of the car "Ethan if things get bad call me, I am here for you". Ethan nodded and kissed Angelo "I promise, I just need this to be out of the way now, I know it's coming". Angelo called out to him "5 to go" he watched Ethan smile and nod. By the time Angelo got back home at 8pm Adam was sat on his porch step wanting to find out how Ethan was holding up. Since he now lived in Larchmont with Tony it was a blessing to see Adam there as Angelo found he needed the company to help take his mind off things. The weekend out of the way Ethan got a call from Adam telling him he would be in Harrison on Tuesday morning and would like to meet up, Ethan agreed and said he would be there by 11am. He was still keeping a low profile around his mother and concentrating on his studies to make sure he was well versed for the year ahead at college. Tuesday came and Ethan quietly came down the stairs and opened the front door. "Where are you going Ethan?" Ellie stood at the kitchen door looking at him. Ethan turned in surprise "Harrison, I am meeting Adam to catch up". "Just don't get spotted doing anything else" Ellie turned and closed the kitchen door. Sofie looked up "What's the matter mother?". "Nothing, how is your rehearsal going?" Ellie changed the subject. Sofie looked over at her "It's Ethan isn't it?". Ellie turned to face her "What do you mean?". Sofie rolled her eyes upwards "You know full well what I mean". Ellie looked shocked "You know?". "Of course, it is obvious if you only stopped and paid real attention for once" Sofie retorted. At sixteen Sofie was not above speaking her mind in front of her mother. She kept her ear to the ground and knew what was going with Ethan through her own circle of friends. "What do you mean by that young lady?" Ellie lost her patience with Sofie. Sofie shook her head "Really mother, you and father don't know Ethan at all, he is just a puppet to you". Ellie sat down "Is that what you think?". "Ethan's life has been mapped out by you both, somewhere along the way you lost sight of him" Sofie replied. Ellie knew she had hit the nail on the head "Is that why he rebelled like this?". "He hasn't rebelled he just likes boys, why don't you find him one instead of a girl" Sofie chuckled. Ellie looked at her "It doesn't bother you?". Sofie laughed "Of course it does, I have to worry about competing against him for boys now". Ellie laughed for the first time in many days, chatting to Sofie had shone a whole new light on things seeing her daughter quite open and happy about a gay brother. Ethan shook his head in disbelief and walked up the drive and along the lane towards Harrison, his head conflicted not really knowing where his mother stood, he was happy to finally see Adam and be able to talk to him. Although brief Ethan felt a lot better and walked back towards home. He said hello to his mother and went up to his room. Jack had finished early and headed home pulling up the driveway just after 2pm. Ellie made him a sandwich and took it to the study where Jack was catching up on some emails. She waited until he had finished and wondered in. "Jack we need to talk about Ethan" she closed the door and walked over towards him. Jack looked up "Has he got in to trouble?". Ellie nervously laughed "No, well not quite but you should know he is not interested in girls". "Not interested in girls, you mean he doesn't want to marry?" Jack looked confused. Ellie shook her head "Not quite, he is.. well gay". Jack looked at her "What!, when, are you sure?". Ellie nodded "Yes he is Jack". "Not in my house he doesn't I won't have it" Jack stormed to the door and shouted "Ethan get down here now". Ethan shook as somehow he knew his mother had just told his father and could tell by the way he was summoned that he was angry, he slowly made his way downstairs he walked in to the study where Jack gabbed his arm and spun him around. "Well is it true, you fuck around with men?" Jack shouted in his face. Ethan stepped back looking afraid and nodded "Yes". Quick as a flash Ethan felt the stinging pain across his face as his father struck him with hefty force, his eyes filled with tears at the pain and he wiped under his nose to see blood. Ethan had fallen to the floor and stood back up. "No son of mine is gonna be gay" Jack screamed at Ethan. Ellie was horrified and upset "Jack please calm down". Jack continued his shouting "Get out of my house, pack your things and fuck off out of my house". Ethan looked "Father please". Jack repeated louder stressing his anger for Ethan to get out of his house and raised his hand again. Ethan reacted quickly in self protection and punched his father in the face with all his might sending him toppling over the sofa. Realising what he had done he ran out of the study and up to his room and locked the door. He sobbed for nearly an hour in the corner of his room, his face still sore. Eventually he stood up and went in to the bathroom and looked in to the mirror, he had blood stains running down over his lips and chin and several splatters on his t-shirt. He wiped his eyes and went back to the bedroom to get his phone and rang Angelo, the phone rang and rang, he called the number again but it went to voicemail he left a message 'Angelo, please I need you' he put his phone on the bed and sat waiting. Ethan could still hear his father ranting downstairs, Ethan had never hit anyone and to do it to your father was something he couldn't fathom out where it had come from. An hour had passed and he heard nothing from Angelo, he was now beginning to fear the worse that Angelo was not turning out to be the real deal and had lead him up the garden path, had he played him for a fool and left him to deal with his own consequences. Ethan cried again and began packing some of his clothes and college work in to a couple of large bags he had for weekends away. He picked up his phone again and tried Angelo's number but it rang and eventually went to voicemail again. He sat on the bed all cried out, he had nowhere to go and no idea what he was going to do, he sat for a what seemed like hours. He packed a few more things and thought to call Adam and Tony and was reaching over for his phone. Angelo was finishing his meeting and returning to his office when Mark, his assistant, told him his personal phone had been going off like crazy. Angelo saw the missed calls from Ethan and listened to the voicemail. He ran out of the office and called to his assistant that he would be back in the morning. Angelo jumped in to his car and put his phone on Bluetooth, he sped away towards Harrison and called Ethan's mobile. The phone rang and Ethan saw that Angelo was calling him "Angelo". "Ethan what's wrong" Angelo asked urgently. Ethan sniffed "Please come and take me away..." Angelo stopped him "I am already on my way, you are coming home with me where you belong". "Thank you Angelo" Ethan hung up and wiped his eyes. He felt an immense sense of relief that he had somewhere to go, but more so it would be with Angelo. He picked up his two bags and quietly walked down the stairs the study door was closed and he could hear his father had calmed down and was talking with his mother. Unmistakably he heard his name mentioned several times and a banging sound from his father hitting the desk with his fist. Sofie appeared over the stairs "Go Ethan I love you, will text you later" she said quietly. Ethan smiled but with sadness in his eyes and opened the front door then quietly slipped out, he went round the side of the house to avoid being seen walking up the drive. He threw his bags over the wall and climbed over then sat on the grass, he had been there only seconds when he saw Angelo's car approaching. Angelo jumped out of the car and saw the blooded t-shirt and redness around his nose and chin. He shook his head and hugged Ethan. "Did your father do this" Angelo said. Ethan nodded "Yes, but he was angry". Angelo looked angry "Fuck Ethan that is no excuse, if he wasn't your father I would beat him to pulp". "It will just make things worse. I thought you had changed your mind when I couldn't get hold of you" Ethan said. Angelo kissed his head "Never Ethan, you belong with me". Angelo put Ethan and his belongings in the car and drove off towards Larchmont, Ethan looked back tears running down his face. Sofie went in to the kitchen to fetch a drink and as she closed the refrigerator door she heard the door to the study open and Jack walked in. "Oh, thought you was Ethan" Jack looked at her then shouted up to Ethan "Ethan come down". Sofie passed by and climbed the stairs "He won't answer you father" she looked at him. "Can you talk to him Sofie?" Jack asked Sofie shook her head "He left about 15 minutes ago". "Left, what do you mean left?" Jack replied looking more annoyed. Sofie continued up the stairs "You told him to leave, so he has". Ellie burst in to tears "See what you have done" she ran up the stairs towards Ethan's room. Ethan was asleep when Angelo arrived home, he got out of the car and put Ethan's belongings in the hallway before going back to the car to wake Ethan up. Angelo helped him out of the car and picked him up carrying him inside. "Do you want to have a bath?" Angelo asked putting Ethan on the sofa. Ethan nodded "Please". Angelo ran a bath and Ethan walked in to the bathroom naked "Take your time, I will make you something to eat". Ethan looked at Angelo "Thank you Angelo, for being here" he smiled and kissed him. Angelo smiled "Ethan you don't need to thank me". Ethan climbed in to the bath "You still love me then?" he looked at Angelo. "Very much so Ethan" Angelo stroked Ethan's head "I will get you a set of keys tomorrow". Ethan hadn't computed things properly for a while and looked confused "Keys?" Angelo smiled "Yes, that is if you still want to live with me?". Ethan smiled at Angelo "Yes but I don't want you to think it is because of today". "It is earlier than anticipated but it doesn't change anything" Angelo kissed him on the head. A heavy downpour of rain had suddenly appeared and Angelo picked up the blood stained t-shirt looking at it, he felt angry at Jack for hitting Ethan, he took it to the laundry room then brought Ethan's bags upstairs to the master bedroom. Angelo's anger dissipated and was replaced by real happiness that Ethan would now be living with him, he knew there was a lot of recovering ahead for Ethan but at least he could be by his side. Angelo stood in the kitchen making a sandwich when there was a knock at the door, he wasn't expecting anyone he looked at the door cam and saw Adam standing there looking anxious, Angelo opened the front door and saw a drenched Adam standing there. "Angelo is he here?" Adam asked looking worried. Angelo nodded and pulled Adam inside "I picked him up about an hour ago". "Thank god, his sister sent a message to my sister, blah blah you know what girls are like" Adam spoke fast. Angelo shook Adam gently "Hey calm down Adam, Ethan is okay, a little upset and soaking in the bathtub". Adam breathed and hugged Angelo "Did he leave home?". Angelo nodded "Yes, but you need to get out of those wet clothes Adam". Adam undressed "His sister said there had been a big fight" he said standing holding his clothes. Angelo brought Adam a dressing gown down and put his wet clothes in the dryer "Yes" Angelo held his breath. "Angelo, please don't do anything crazy" Adam held Angelo's arm. Angelo looked at Adam "He hit his own son and my boyfriend, god it makes me angry thinking about it". Adam hugged Angelo "You must let it go Angelo let it sort it self out". Ethan walked in to the kitchen he had heard the last part of the conversation, the sight of Adam hugging Angelo in comfort was a big step with Angelo showing his emotions. Angelo wiped his eyes and told Ethan to eat his sandwich, Adam came over and gave Ethan a hug and sat down next to him. "Are you working tomorrow Angelo?" Adam asked. Angelo nodded "Yes I have a busy couple of weeks in the city". "Do you want me to come over in the morning and be with Ethan" Adam suggested. Angelo looked at Ethan "Thank you that is if Ethan wants the company". Ethan nodded "Yes, I don't want to be alone and dwell on today, I want to move forward" Ethan had put his phone on silence and refused to answer calls and messages from his mother and father. He sent one message to his sister telling her he was fine. Ethan climbed in to bed next Angelo his face was still sore and a small bruise was appearing under his left eye, Angelo put his arm around Ethan and allowed him to cuddle up. Ethan had no idea how long he had been asleep but his dreams replayed the fight with his father and he felt he was struggling to be free and sat bolt upright gasping. Angelo sat up and put his arm around Ethan who flinched at the touch thinking he was still dreaming. Angelo knew this time he was not flinching at his touch 'Ethan it's alright you are safe' he whispered, Ethan turned and kissed Angelo and settled back down in his arms. Angelo stroked his head 'Never forget you are loved and wanted' he whispered cuddling him. Finally Ethan settled back down but was wide awake, he slipped his hand down Angelo's body and was rewarded feeling Angelo's aroused state, Ethan kissed him lovingly and rolled on to his stomach. Angelo didn't need any prompting as he guided his body over Ethan's and rested on his back slowly kissing and biting his neck working his way towards Ethan's mouth, Ethan responded with small moans of pleasure and pushing his ass up grinding it against Angelo's cock. The magic between them showing it's hand as Angelo slipped his arm around Ethan's neck firmly holding his shoulder, Angelo raised his hips and let his cock slide between Ethan's ass cheeks. Angelo moaned in excitement feeling his cock slipping inside, Ethan raised his head turning to kiss Angelo, he moaned and whimpered between kisses as Angelo pushed his cock in deeper until his hips rested on top of Ethan's ass. Ethan pushed his ass up and Angelo forced it back down with his hips causing Ethan to cry out in pleasure, Angelo held Ethan closer to him and began moving his hips up and down in a tender loving motion. They continued for nearly half an hour with Ethan feeling more than ever this was what he needed and wanted. For the first time Ethan moaned louder and begged Angelo to fuck him harder, no sooner had he said that he felt the pressure increasing from Angelo as he pushed past any resistance from Ethan's ass. His hips slapping down harder withdrawing more of his cock each time and ramming it back in, Ethan's legs shook through the excitement and his toes tried curling in on themselves as every fibre of his body cried out for Angelo's sex. Angelo kissed Ethan's neck and continuously telling him how much he loved getting fucked by him. Ethan had never endured such powerful emotions his head buried in the pillow he cried out 'fuck me Angelo, show me you own me' he pleaded. Angelo gave Ethan one last kiss and raised his body up and began relentlessly hammering his cock in to Ethan, precum leaking from his cock coated the inside of Ethan's ass, his cock sweeping in and out with ease. His balls suddenly tightened without warning his hips pushed down hard as Ethan gasped and moaned, Angelo's hips kept pushing hard up against Ethan's ass as the seed from his cock erupted in to Ethan's body, he grunted loudly and cried 'You belong to me Ethan, I own you forever' Ethan's eyes were watering from the hardest sex he had willingly endured, his head jolted up with every clenching movement of Angelo's ass checks that forced the cock deeper inside his ass. Ethan collapsed on the bed his ass wriggling in happiness as he tried to catch his breath. Angelo collapsed on top of Ethan his hips grinding hard against Ethan's ass showed no sign of stopping imminently. Ethan moaned and turned his head to look at Angelo "I love you and belong to you". Angelo slipped his tongue into Ethan's mouth kissing him "That's everything I wanted from you". Angelo pulled Ethan on to his side still holding on to him as they both fell asleep and slept through the rest of the night. The alarm woke Ethan abruptly and he sat upright still slightly confused until he felt Angelo's arm pulling him back down to lay by his side. "I guess I have to get use to this" Ethan said cuddling next to Angelo. Angelo stroked his shoulder "How are you feeling?". Ethan rolled on to his back "I don't know, upset, angry you name it and I am probably feeling it". Angelo got out of bed and looked at him "Loved?". Ethan smiled "Very much so". Ethan settled in and with Adam as company he was putting he worse behind him, after 3 days Ethan eventually relented from the continuous text messages from his mother and told her he was doing well and would return to college in two weeks. He was being evasive and wouldn't let on where he was living or with who, but his mother bombarding him said she wanted to meet to talk. Cutting all his family out was the last thing he wanted to do and after much deliberation and coercion from Angelo he agreed to meet her on Monday in Harrison at Mel's Diner for a coffee. Adam who was now sporting a car of his own said he would drive Ethan and look after him to make sure nothing happened. Ethan was learning how to cook with Angelo and he was making himself useful tidying and cleaning around the already spotless house thanks to the cleaner.

Soak in a hot bath with epsom salt. It calms my raging hole.

I stopped by the ABS the other day to get some poppers. Since some of my last BB adventures, I just wanted to pick up a bottle to use while playing with myself at home. This way I wouldn't be tempted to take a cock BB and get a load in my ass. It was after work when i stopped by and I was dressed in dress shirt and slacks. I walked in and went to purchase a bottle when i decided, since there was no other cars in the parking lot, I would go ahead and pay the additional and head back to the booths. I picked one in the back and took off my pants and underwear so I could jerk off while doing the new poppers and getting off to some good vids. I am not sure why, but I had left the door partially open, just to add to the excitement probably...sometimes guys will just stay outside and watch......but still was not expecting anyone. I had taken a few hits of poppers and started playing with my ass and cock when I noticed a tall black gentleman outside my booth. He looked at me and then pulled out a nice 8" cock. I took another hit of poppers and knelt down outside the booth and decided i was at least gonna suck his nice black cock. I started slowly taking his cock into my mouth and swirling my tongue all over it. He started talking to me saying that it felt good and that i was a good cocksucker. I sucked on if for a few minutes outside the booth and then started to get a little nervous, so I stood up and taking him by the cock i pulled him into my booth. As he is following me in he starts talking some more. "You have a nice ass, you have any lube?" I mumbled that I did not and since I wasn't there to take any loads in my ass I got back on my knees and took another hit and really started to go to town on his cock. It was getting nice and hard and I loved the feel of it in my mouth. I was trying to get it into my throat, but I still gag on large cocks like his. "mmmm baby that feels good...would love to see how it feels in your ass" he said. I told him again that I didn't have lube. About that time the movie stopped playing so I turned around to grab another token...and as I did he started caressing my ass and playing with my hole. Before I knew it he had started to kiss my ass and then i felt his tongue on my hole. it felt wonderful and so i let him. I decided that I would not take anymore hits of the poppers and that way I could stay in control. I let him play for a bit and in between he kept talking like he wanted to fuck me. I was getting pretty horned up so i thought that I had better turn around and see if I could suck him some more and have him cum in my mouth. When I turned around he grabbed my cock and started sucking on it. I was surprised but thought..."this is cool...I will just go with it" . I decided it would feel better with another hit from the poppers, so I took a big hit in both nostrils. At that point I started to really feel it and he must have known cause he stood up and before I knew it he had turned me back around with my ass now right at his cock. He started rubbing his cock on my hole but since i was dry i knew it was not going in...but he had other plans. He spit on my ass and used his hand to push it down to my hole. I thought i felt it but was not sure. He pushed his cock up against me again and spit directly on my hole..He kept talking the whole time. "baby this ass looks so good, i just want to fuck it right now" By now my asspussy was getting wet...from his spit and precum and next thing that happened was that he started to push in. by this time i was lost....so i just stayed bent over as he grabbed my hips and started pumping away at my ass. After about 5 mins, he really started fucking me and my head was actually banging the back wall of the booth..I kept thinking that he is going to bust a load in my ass and there is nothing that I could do. He had a good grip on my hips and would stop. Soon he started to speed up and then it happened....He pushed really hard and deep into me and unloaded his cum. I could feel it shooting into my ass for what seemed like a minute or two. He pulled out and cleaned up and said "Thanks...Nice piece of ass". That's when I realized that I was just a cumdump for him and just put here to be used. I pulled on my underwear and pants...and walked out of the ABS with his cum still inside me for the whole ride home.

1990 After college, I had no clear plan except to move to a large city, live on my own and figure my life out. The apartment building I could afford to live in was obviously not luxurious. It was an old hotel built in the 1920's and it had its charms, but it was also kind of a dump. I didn't mind because I knew I wouldn't be living there permanently. I was going to be a great journalist or novelist or something that would make me rich and famous. That was the attitude of so many kids in their early 20's back then. And then you learn that the world is a harsh place and everybody's daily horoscope should always read "You will be disappointed today". But, back then I was happy and embracing life. I liked living in this sad, beautiful building. Rent was cheap and I had some interesting neighbors. Poor people are usually more interesting than 'comfortable' people. For example: There was a girl named Rissa down the hall who was a local stripper. She was a mixture of all kinds of races, and also chubby. And even though she wore 'librarian glasses' and carried some extra poundage, she radiated sensuality and I loved just looking at her while she talked. For a while, she mistook my interest as a desire to fuck her, but I told her right away that I was gay even though I had no gay experience at the time. We still hung out when she wasn't stripping or "working". We got really stoned one night and she told me about the guys she dated just for money to pay bills. We talked free and loose and I mentioned how much I liked the tenants in this building. "Well, don't get too fond of everybody, baby. There are bad people here. There's even a rapist living on our side of the building". "Who?" "Some big, weird-ass-looking dude who tried to come on to me in the laundry room. I told him I had a gun in my hamper and he left. I actually went and bought a gun the next day. Want to see it?" "No. Keep it safe somewhere. How do you know he's actually a rapist?" "I heard it from some girls at the club...as well as a few women here. Right here. In this building!" "Yeah, but wouldn't he have been caught with that many accusers?" "Cute. You still think the police give a shit about this neighborhood. They don't....especially if you're 'working'. I'm not the only one here, ya know?" "Oh. Well, I'm glad you're armed." She gave me a kiss on the cheek before she had to get ready for the club, and sent me back to my place with a piece of apple pie and a joint. Is it weird that I was a little excited about all this new information? I was. I almost wanted to wander the halls and see if I could see the famous rapist, but it was late and I just went to bed. It wasn't an easy sleep, though -- the guy next door was moving out. I wouldn't miss him. He was a delicate ballet blonde that walked on his tiptoes and never said a word to anybody. Plus he played Pet Shop Boys way too loud. His place didn't stay empty too long. Maintenance moved in and started fumigating, painting and vacuuming right away. And it was quiet for a few days until I heard the noises of a new tenant moving in. He must have plugged his TV in first because I heard those ESPN jerks blabbing through my wall almost immediately. It was 8 in the morning, for chrissakes. I tried covering my head with a pillow, but then there was an urgent knock on my door. Rissa. She was still in what I'm assuming she slept in and quickly closed the door behind her. "He's here!" "Who? David Cassidy?" (I was still half asleep). "No. That creepy rapist is right on our floor now. I need to move". "You've got a gun. He's not going to mess with you. And he isn't going to try anything with a guy. Please don't move". "Well, I'm going to get a big dog then". "I'll walk him for you". A few days passed with no incident. And I found my myself getting more interested in my new neighbor. I'd sit silently against the wall and listen to his TV and stereo. I wanted information...or something. A clue. I could hear him when he ran the shower and I could hear his phone conversations. I was becoming obsessed with the heterosexual rapist. Maybe it was all the straight porn I'd seen in the past -- the kind when the guys would basically attack women and force them into sex. Their dicks seemed to just want a hole to fill with seed. Was my neighbor like that? Rissa left for a weekend with her latest "male friend". And I took the opportunity to go introduce myself to my new neighbor. I took a six-pack of Busch Light (which was the only brand I could afford back then). Why was I doing this? I knocked on his door and listened to the TV being turned down and some heavy footsteps come to the door. Shit shit shit. The door swung open and there he was. He was so tall...6'4"? And had a lot of almost-beard going on all over the lower part of his face. And that face! He was definitely ugly. Half of his chin looked caved in my an invisible fist and his eyes were tiny and close together. "Yes?" "Hi. I'm your neighbor. I just wanted to welcome you to our floor". He flashed a smile of pretty gross teeth and then let me in. I handed him the six-pack. "Thanks! I don't drink beer, but I can offer you something stronger." His place was neat and tidy except for an enormous dirty sock in the middle of the floor. I was on auto-pilot as I plopped down on his nice couch. He was mixing drinks in the kitchen and I stared at the big TV that was showing dome sort of motorbike race in the mud. He returned, handed me a glass and sat down next to me. "Here. I'll mute it so we can talk." His body next to mine gave me little electrical impulses. "You like your new place?" "Oh yeah. It's bigger and I've always liked change. That chick across from me hates my ass though." I took a deep gulp of the drink he handed me. Vodka and Sprite? "She thinks you're a rapist". I can't believe I just blurted that out. "Oh", He paused. "Well, stories get spread I suppose." "Any of those stories true?" "Why? You a cop or something?" "No. Not at all. I just think it's kind of fascinating". "Remember about five years ago -- when they were investigating the 'West Forest Rapist'? And they had police sketches in the newspaper?" "No. I wasn't living here then." "Well that artist was a retard because his sketch didn't look anything like me. I must have knocked up about nine single ladies back then. That was goal. I wanted to impregnate them with my bare dick and then lo around the city for kids that looked like me. But then the police moved in and I moved on to the strip clubs. I bare-fucked so many of those whores. I know most of 'em are fixed or on birth control, but my sperm are pretty powerful. I got at least three kids by strippers by now. Then when I wasn't welcome in the clubs anymore, I started fucking prostitutes on Caleo Street. That was way cheaper, but I got so many diseases there....including AIDS. Now I'm just figuring out what do next." I nodded and finished my drink. "Ever raped a man?", I asked. "Just once. It was in prison, but he looked almost exactly like a woman. Why do you ask?" What the hell was I thinking? "Because I wouldn't mind being raped by you now". "Not now". "OK" "Go home and shave all around your ass and crotch, Hell -- shave your whole body if you can. When you're done, go to bed with your door unlocked. Just be patient. I had almost no body hair, but I shaved what little I could find. I dried off with a fresh towel and fell into bed. Did he say "AIDS"?? I didn't have time to think about it because my front door creaked open. And then a huge hand was around my mouth and a big, bare dick was being pressed in between my butt cheeks. I'd asked for this in a way. What I didn't ask for was the incredible sting of his cock head pushing into my hole. I tried yelling 'no', but my lips were covered. I tried to squirm away, but he was just too large. This is the reality of rape, I thought. It's not sexy. It's violent and it hurts. I was so miserable as he shoved that dirty weapon in deeper...and then deeper. Good Lord -- how much more of that dick could there be??? But it kept driving in and I was aware of what he was saying: "You gonna have my baby, Bitch". and "You Fucking Slut!" I was helplessly surviving this. I had a brief fantasy of Rissa barging in with her gun and shooting him. In the head. And then he sped up his pace. He took his giant hand from my mouth and started using it to pull my hair as he climaxed. He drug it out dramatically, huffing and groaning and saying "shit". The he rushed out -- which is what I guess rapists are used to doing. I'd bled all over my clean bed and wondered if I'd have to get a new mattress. A few days later, The Rapist and I watched a movie together at his place. We ended up having sex again. And again. For the next two months. And then he was gone. Evicted I guess because they hauled all his stuff out to the curb. But he left me with one of his possessions...his HIV. Like I said --- the world is a harsh place.

PART 1 My name’s Sloan. I’m 35, white, hairy, and hung. My dick is a fat, veiny hole-wrecker, and I love to show it off in public. I keep my body in the best shape possible—rock-hard six-pack, muscular chest, beefy legs. I’m really good at luring younger guys into giving up their holes. There’s something about my look, about my square jaw and intense brown eyes and high-and-tight crew cut. Something that makes me look trustworthy, wholesome. The good guy. The older brother. The mentor. But see, I’m not the good guy. In fact, I’m one evil motherfucker. My favorite hobby is seducing, chemming, and corrupting college dudes, pushing their limits, taking their fantasies to the dark side, and pozzing their sweet smooth hungry holes—pounding them raw and leaving them dripping with multiple loads of unmedicated virus. And the funny thing is this: no matter how much they protest at one time or another, no matter how much they claim that they don’t want to be barebacked and gang-bred and pimped out, they always end up hungry and begging for more of that sweet seed deep in their guts. So yeah: I guess you could say that I’ve pozzed a lot of boys, destroyed a lot of unsuspecting holes, initiated a lot of slampigs. But last weekend—well, last weekend was the hottest transformation I’ve seen yet. My favorite place to hunt for victims is about a block away from a bathhouse here in Berkeley. I watch for a certain kind of guy: 18 or 19, an undergrad just getting his first taste of freedom away from the parents, well-built, preppy. He might walk hesitantly toward the entrance, then stop to reconsider, then start walking back to his car, then decide to go into the bathhouse after all. That’s when I intercept him. I emerge from the shadows to strike up a conversation—and with any luck, change his life forever. Last weekend, I was in my usual spot. It was a warm August night, and I was wearing a pair of mesh gym shorts with no underwear, a tight wife beater to show off my hairy chest, and a ballcap. I’d taken a dick pill about 30 minutes earlier, so my cock was forming a huge tent in my shorts as I anticipated my next conquest. That’s when the boy got out of his car. He looked both ways down the street—a little lost, I guess—then spotted the bathhouse entrance. Clearly a first-timer, I thought. As he walked closer to me, I began to make out his features: short dark-brown hair, a handsomely boyish face with a nice strong jawline, a fucking adorable nose, and a pair of big, dark, expressive eyes that revealed both his anxiety and his excitement. He was in a pair of khaki shorts and a tight black tank top, so I got a pretty good look at his sweet little jock body, his muscular calves, and his deeply tanned, sinewy arms that showed evidence of some serious time at the gym. He stopped in the middle of the street. He wavered. He almost turned around and went back to his car. But he kept walking toward the entrance—and that’s when I spoke up. “Hey, buddy,” I said, stepping onto the sidewalk, my dick still at attention. That startled him. But as he squinted to look at me in the semi-darkness, his fear turned to relief. I was obviously the kind of guy he was hoping to find here. His eyes widened as they traveled the length of my body, from my face to my torso to the outline of my cock. “Hey there,” he answered in a surprisingly deep voice. “Whatcha doin’?” I looked down at my dick. “Oh, just hanging,” I said with an evil grin, giving my cock a giant twitch. He almost gasped to see it jump like that -- and then he couldn’t stop staring. I stepped back into the shadows and beckoned him to follow me. He obeyed as if in a trance, his whole body shivering as he approached. “What’s your name, buddy?” “Conrad,” he said, but he didn’t look at me. He was still staring at my dick. I made it twitch again, and this time he almost laughed in total fascination. “I’m Sloan,” I said. “How old are you, Conrad?” “I just turned 18 last week,” he replied. “I’m starting at Berkeley this fall. Most people in my class are about a year older—I skipped a grade.” “18 is a good age,” I managed to say, my mind suddenly filled with images of chemming and pozzing this perfect 18-year-old boy. My cock grew harder, and I took a tiny step closer to him. “By the way, Conrad, it’s OK to look at my dick. Really. This cock likes attention. In fact, you can even touch it if you want.” He gave me a funny look, as if he hadn’t heard me correctly. I smiled back, gripping my dick in my hand, then released it by slapping it against my thigh. Another gasp from Conrad. After a moment of hesitation, he reached down to touch the outline of my dick, his hands visibly shaking as he grabbed a handful of mesh and cock. After a moment or two of running his hand along the length of my poz shaft, he looked up at me with a dazed kind of desire. “No, no, Conrad,” I said, shaking my head. “That’s not what I meant.” I took his hand in one of my hands. With my other hand, I pulled the elastic of my shorts away from my waistline. Then I slowly guided him down my treasure trail until he could feel the touch and girth and weight of my cock. It was throbbing with heat, its surface slightly sticky from the steady stream of precum dripping from my mushroom head—as if my poz dick were drooling at the thought of devouring this beautiful, trusting boy. He grabbed onto the dick that would break him in half and poz him deep—and his eyes fluttered in total bliss. I laughed and said: “You like that dick, huh?” He nodded eagerly. I placed my hand on the small of his back and drew him closer to me. He smelled like all good 18-year-old boys should: a combination of cheap cologne, sweat, and chewing gum. I imagined what his crotch might smell like, all musky with dried cum and piss and hormones. As our faces hovered just a few inches apart, I reached my hand down the back of his shorts to feel a perfectly round jockbutt. He trembled again. I whispered in his ear: “Are you looking for a big bro tonight?” He nodded, and I drew him closer, letting him feel the heat radiating off my body. He sighed in contentment as he nuzzled my furry chest. Then I whispered in his ear again: “Do you want your big bro to fuck you, Conrad?” “Yes, please,” he said, lifting up his head to look me directly in the eyes. I smiled and mussed his hair. “Oh, poor lil’ bro,” I said. “Didn’t anybody ever fuck you before?” He nodded and shrugged. “Yeah,” he said. “Two different guys. But they were my age, and didn’t really know what they were doing. I was kinda hoping that I’d find somebody here at the bathhouse who could—um—” “Break you in?” He buried his face in my chest again, mumbling “yes,” and I ran my hands gently up and down his spine, feeling the strength of his back muscles, imagining what he would look like on all fours, back arched, ass in the air, begging for loads. My hands returned to massaging his beefy little jockbutt, and he let out a deep, shaky moan. “I would be so honored to break you in, little bro. I want to show you how a man should fuck a boy, and how a boy should surrender his hole to a man. Would you like that?” “Yes,” he said again. His arms wrapped a little tighter around my torso, and I gently pushed my cock against his body. My throbbing poz shaft thrummed next to the firm muscles of his stomach. He exhaled a long, slow breath, as if melting into me. And at that moment, I smiled to myself and thought: This boy is fucking mine. I pointed down the street. “I live about two blocks that way,” I said. “Wanna come back to my place, maybe smoke some pot, fool around a little? We can go to the bathhouse later, if you decide you’re ready for it.” “Sure,” he said, giving me the cutest fucking grin. And right at that moment, seeing his innocence and sweetness and eagerness to please, my dick twitched even harder than before, and the head of my cock released a small geyser of toxic precum. With any luck, I thought to myself, I’ll get to see that same giant grin on his face in just a few hours—right about the time he’s spreading his slammed-up jockboy hole to get pounded and knocked up by poz cock. I pointed him in the direction of my house. He walked about a half-step ahead of me, his sweet bubble butt bouncing beneath those gym shorts as my cock followed just a few inches behind. The poor kid didn’t know it yet, but he was as good as poz. I knew exactly what to do. Everything was prepared for my victim’s arrival. And within the next hour, I planned to be blasting my potent strain deep inside this sweet 18-year-old fagboy’s chemmed-up cumhole. MORE SOON…

I'll be at Smoke Out 2019 at the host hotel Alexis Park from April 4-8 with a sling set up in my room. Had a fucking great time last year, everyone was barebacking.

I grew up knowing I was gay, but never actually used anything other than jerking off for relief of sexual tension. I had my first blow at 17 with a neighbor friend, and though I wanted to get into some butt play, we never did. It wasn't until my third sexual partner that I had my chance at last. He was married, so strictly top because that's what he was used to. And I thought I would be a bottom, so we tried it. After a few unsuccessful attempts, we finally got there when I was 23, two years after we started sucking each other's cocks. It was late autumn of 2003, and I visited him at home one day after school. We went into his studio basement, and he bent me over a barstool while watching bestiality porn. He finally got it, and I had a quick flash of blackout. He fucked me good, and would have finished, but then there was a knock on his door. His student had arrived early, so we had to dress in a hurry, and as he was shoving me out the garage door, the student was coming in the front door. When I got home, my ass was bleeding. It stopped after a few hours. Later, he'd fuck me at my house, but always wanted condoms in case he had anything from the girls he was nailing on the side. But I'm not a bottom - most of the gay men in my town are bottoms, and the remaining tops aren't very well-endowed. So I have to make do with toys and non-local guys. Or be a top myself.

sucked my first cock at the age of 11 and got fucked first time at 13. i am happy, that i started that early.

I’m sure different States are different. And some cities have Ryan White Title III etc. and some don’t. In some States the insurance companies can call HIV drugs “Schedule IV” with a 30% copay and still call themselves “health insurance providers” The HIV meds are covered under ADAP, a Federal program. The States pay half and choose the meds. For a while “combination” meds were not on the lists even though the individual meds were. There are also different income caps for different States. If a locality requires a Poz partner to get PrEP a “partner” may not be hard to find, but that person’s name has to be either on or added to their books. In my opinion PrEP should be mandated to be covered on private insurance 100% and added to the ADAP coverage, to save money in the long run. But of course I would probably change other laws as well and traditionally “the only part of Government that listens to us is the NSA”. What I see happening, if the Government ever stops arguing over other things, is either a limit on what drug companies can charge for drugs for which the developmental costs have long been retrieved, or a massive criminalization of stealthing, gifting and even withholding treatment from chasers. Or D) all of the above. A Sex Permit issued by any drug store requiring scanning the ID of both parties and signing permission is not out of the question for any sex outside of a Marriage or Domestic Partnership.

When I am being fucked for a long time, I never care about it. A soft rimming or a load can ease my feeling. I usually realise the pain in my hole, when I arrive at home or dressing up. Then I let it rest for a half or all day.

I’m in a loving relationship. And while he is away, I’m a horny pig breeding slut. Tried many times to stay loyal. But whenever I’m in a position where I’m able to get it, I bend down and take it raw. Don’t have any regrets. ?

My kinda pig - OINK!

Okay that is super hot. Where are u? Can u host? How about out of town visitors? I'm willing to travel for some of your sweet hole.

I love swallowing or injecting cum from condoms into my hole or lick8ng up cum pools on the floor from the baths or porn arcades

I use a holistic gel called Bottom Boy Butt Gel made by a guy who used to live in Palm Springs. He's now in No Cal, but still makes it. It soothes my hole and helps it heal. Started using it a while back after LARGE toys/fists, but I use it after most marathon sessions now. Feels great!

1. Bring your own “special” condoms that will break on use. The top will almost never stop. Personally had several never even tell me the condom broke. ? 2. Lube your hole with Vaseline or another oil based lube before he arrives. It’ll damage the rubber. Mixed with step one and you have a sure fire method.

During lunch I got a text from a friend telling me how horny he and his partner are so I canceled a meeting and 15 minutes later I was naked in their living room, on my knees sucking their very hard cocks (7” & 8.5”) they didn’t have much time so I was on all 4 and the smaller one got behind me noticed my wet pussy and he told his partner “this bitch is already loaded” and shoved his cock balls deep while I had his partners cock in my mouth, shoving it deeper down my throat. I was spit roasted and double penetrated till they both unloaded deep in me and I returned to the office a very happy slut

Curious - am I normal when I see POZ tattoos - on a male / out public - getting Excited / erection wanting to seeing him naked - having sex - being involved breeding and seeding him or being used by him and his fellow Poz Brothers ?

That's a great way of putting it. My additional two cents: folks might think that HIV is a "treatable" long-term illness like diabetes. But does anyone think about how difficult life can be for a diabetic? Taking insulin is the least of your aggravations; for example, you spend the rest of your life making sure you don't have cuts or other wounds on your feet. @Cdexter: The drug therapy can certainly keep a HIV+ guy alive, and if he's lucky, he won't have any of the umpteen side effects of the meds. If he's only a little unlucky, the meds cause him to puke his guts out a couple of times every night. A few months of that experience will make you question your decision to chase the bug.

Becoming positive definitely complicates your life but I would not change becoming positive

Part 9 - Connecting The Dots Ethan saw a message from Adam 'Tony gone to work, what are you up to?', he messaged back 'Come over we can sit by the pool', an hour later Adam knocked on the door. "So what did you to get up last night after we left" Adam said resting on the side of the pool. Ethan swam up beside him "Did my first blow job" he smiled. Adam laughed "And how was it?". "Interesting, I swallowed some of his cum by mistake and nearly threw up" Ethan said laughing. Adam punched him lightly "You will get use to it, is that all that happened?". Ethan looked "Well he fucked me this morning, very differently from other times". "In what way" Adam asked as he swam about it. Ethan thought for a moment "He was more intimate and gentle with me". "Ooooh was he making love to you Ethan?" he smiled at Ethan. "Hmm, don't know, he repeated that he owned me whilst he fucked me" Ethan said with a sadness. Adam swam up to his side "Ethan you have got it badly haven't you?". "Got what?" he said with a quizzed look on his face. "Love Ethan, you have fallen for him hard" Adam got out of the pool. Ethan let Adam pull him out of the pool "Do you think it is a mistake?". Adam put his arm around Ethan "He is hard to read sometimes, but don't get upset if nothing happens". Friday came and Adam spent the day with Ethan again, they swam then walked to Harrison for lunch. As they sat outside watching people going around their routines Ethan's phone pinged, retrieving it from his pocket he saw a message from Angelo, Adam looked over and told him to read it. He clicked on the message and read aloud to Adam 'Pick you up at 7pm'. Adam shook his head and smiled "Are you sure Ethan?". Ethan shrugged his shoulders "You know I am going to go, plus I don't want to upset him". Adam sat back "I don't think anyone could stop you Ethan". Dead on 7pm Angelo pulled up to collect Ethan, Angelo looked at Ethan and had that nagging thought about Ethan's looks. Ethan jumped in the car and saw the perplexed look on his face. "What is it?" Ethan asked. Angelo turned to look ahead "Nothing, I just feel I know someone who looks similar to you but can't place it". Ethan chuckled "Sure you haven't fucked my father". Angelo stopped the car suddenly "What?". Ethan looked worryingly at him fearing Angelo "Sorry it was a joke". "Stop being scared of me Ethan." Angelo saw the look on his face "Does he look like you?" he asked. "My father?, he is very similar to me but has dark hair and older" Ethan felt uneasy. Angelo looked at him "What work is he in?". "Legal, mostly business law" Ethan replied "a lot of his work is in the city". Angelo knew why he looked familiar "Is your father's name Jack?". Ethan looked surprised "Yes, oh please don't tell me you know him?" Angelo nodded "He represents a company I am doing business with, that is where I was on Wednesday". Ethan looked down "Oh fuck, do you want me to get out?" he asked. Angelo shook his head "No, but I will give you the chance now if you want to quit". Ethan touched Angelo's arm "I think I am already in way to deep to quit Angelo". Angelo knew this would come back one day "I think we both are". Ethan followed Angelo in to his house and stood watching as Angelo closed the front door, he turned and walked towards Ethan and picked him up and flung him over his shoulder, Ethan giggled as Angelo climbed the stairs and in to the bedroom where he laid Ethan on the bed. Ethan didn't waste any time and began stripping his clothes watching Angelo undress in to a full naked state. Ethan threw his clothes on to the floor and laid back on the bed, Angelo smiled looking down at Ethan and climbed up on to the bed. "You ready for me Ethan?" Angelo asked running his hand up Ethan's leg. Ethan's body tingled and he nodded "I want you Angelo". "Tell me what you want Ethan" Angelo moved closer. Ethan looked in to his eyes "Make love to me" he had no comprehension of the words escaping his lips. Angelo smiled "Is that what you really want from me?". Ethan starred back at Angelo "You confuse me so much Angelo I don't really know what I want". Angelo kissed Ethan "Tell me what you want Ethan". Ethan moaned at his kissing and finally he repeated the words "Make love to me Angelo". Ethan found his body wrapped around Angelo's in no time at all with Angelo kissing him deeper on the mouth than he had ever done before. Ethan held on to Angelo afraid to let him go, he found his legs pinned up against Angelo's thighs, Ethan's hands roamed over Angelo's back caressing and stroking him as they continued kissing deeply. Ethan's whole body was alive with desire and want for love with the kissing that didn't show any sign of relenting as they explored each others mouth's exchanging saliva. He never felt the pain as Angelo manoeuvred his cock in to position and slowly prised Ethan's hole open allowing the head to glide inside, Ethan tightened his hold around Angelo's back his head cradled in Angelo's arms and his stroked Ethan's forehead and face. Ethan moaned and arched his back slightly as he now felt Angelo penetrating him in a slow continuous movement, he kissed Angelo back harder moaning in to his mouth as he took the last inch of Angelo's cock in to his body. Angelo's hips moved in a wave motion that caused his cock to gently caress the inside of Ethan's ass, the sensation Ethan felt was overwhelming his body, his toes curling and stretching as he was made love to for the very first time. Their bodies remained locked together for nearly an hour as they continued making love, Angelo deliberately keeping his movements slow to prevent him climaxing to quickly was closing everything out around him as he finally got lost in the moment and allowed himself the feeling of love to coarse through his body. Angelo couldn't hold his desire, he raised his head slightly breaking their kiss and looked Ethan in the eye, their mouths still so close to each others continued kissing lightly on the lips. Angelo's hips pushed down hard in to Ethan who moaned and kissed him quickly, Angelo's head moved forward until his forehead rested on Ethan's as he now let out a long moan feeling his balls tighten and his cock expand, he reached his climax shooting seed deep in to Ethan his body continually pushing up trying to get deeper inside Ethan, his orgasm enhanced by Ethan's legs clamping around his thighs with the feet pulling his ass closer against Ethan. Angelo panted heavily as a drop of sweat fell on to Ethan's face, his hips grinding away at Ethan's ass when finally Ethan pulled Angelo's head closer to kiss him. Angelo rolled on to his side with Ethan still attached after delivering his third load during their love making. Ethan's ass ached as this was the longest time Angelo had spent inside him, Angelo wiped the sweat away from Ethan's eyes and both of them to exhausted to speak cuddled up caressing each other. Angelo saw the time "Wow Ethan it is midnight already". "How long did you make love to me then?" Ethan couldn't be bothered to do the maths. Angelo laughed "Nearly 4 hours". Ethan raised his head and looked at Angelo "My bum aches" laughing he cuddled back up to Angelo. "That was quite extraordinary" Angelo replied stroking Ethan's head. Angelo withdrew his cock and cuddled up to Ethan as they fell asleep in each other arms. Ethan woke and looked at the clock, it was a little after 9am he still felt a little tired. Ethan twisted his body round to face Angelo who murmured in his sleep and held Ethan closer, a sleeping smile on his face as Ethan laid there watching him for several minutes. "What are you looking at?" Angelo muttered in a sleepy state. Ethan kissed him "You". "Do it quieter then" Angelo replied with a bigger smile on his face. Ethan drifted off to sleep again and woke to find Angelo coming in the room with coffee, it was gone 10am and Ethan sat up in bed watching Angelo as he sat on the edge of the bed, it was obvious he had something on his mind but Ethan didn't want to probe, he just wanted to enjoy his time with him. Angelo sipped his coffee "I will drop you off when your showered" he said. Ethan put his cup down "I guess that's me dismissed for the day". Angelo looked at him and stroked the side of his face "Sort of for now". "I understand" Ethan replied nodding. Angelo leaned in kissed Ethan "There is something I need to, no, want to ask you though." Ethan wondered if this was about his father "Okay". Angelo turned to face him "Tonight, if your not doing anything can I take you out on a date?" Ethan smiled "You want me to go on a date with you, like real, a proper date?". Angelo nodded "Yes". Ethan kissed Angelo "Yes of course I will". Angelo smiled "Please don't tell anyone not even Adam and Tony, not until we know how things go". Ethan nodded "Angelo why do you want to go on a date?" he asked unsure what his response would be. "Last night you confirmed what I hoped for" Angelo looked at him. "Ethan smiled "Oh right, you mean when I asked you to make love to me?". Angelo nodded "You are the first person ever to ask me to do that". "I hope that means that you like me then." Ethan moved and sat on Angelo's lap. Angelo kissed him "Way more than like Ethan". Ethan cuddled up to Angelo "Good" he said as Angelo stroked his back. Angelo picked Ethan up and kissed him before letting him go "Coming to work out?". Ethan jumped up "I could do with a run". They walked in to the small but adequate work out room behind the office, it had floor to ceiling windows overlooking the backyard and swimming pool. Angelo worked on the weights whilst Ethan jogged on the treadmill stopping only when he hit the 5km's mark. The rest of the time he spent watching Angelo at the weights then on the treadmill. Ethan grabbed a couple of dumbbells whilst Angelo ran, every so often Angelo would look and smile at Ethan. They showered together and dried each other off, Ethan couldn't help notice that Angelo seemed to have a sparkle in his eye this morning and to Ethan it made him appear sexier than ever. "Angelo, are you sure your okay about going to the beach on Sunday?" Ethan asked dressing. Angelo stopped for a moment "Yes, only because you will be there". "What about Adam and Tony?" Ethan pulled his socks on and looked at Angelo. Angelo smiled "I like them and they are very kind to you". Ethan giggled "I fancied Adam ever since I started college you know" he said looking up at Angelo. Angelo laughed "I did wonder about you two and if anything was going to happen". Ethan laughed "No, he has been such a support to me that we have grown close as friends". Angelo rubbed Ethan's head "Ready to go?". Ethan's smile faded "I guess so, just wish I didn't have to keep leaving". Angelo laughed "If things work out you won't need to". It was a quick drive back to Harrison considering it was nearly midday by the time they arrived at Ethan's family home, he leaned across and kissed Angelo. Angelo smiled "Pick you up at 7pm for our first date". Ethan kissed him again "7pm it is". "Bring your beach things as you won't be coming back here tonight" Angelo told him. Ethan smiled "I will let the guys know to pick us up in the morning from yours then". Ethan go out of the car and walked round to the front door, Angelo turned his head to look at Ethan and smiled before driving off.

Thanks, "calgary84". I've actually been around there a few times in the later evenings - not really very keen on daytime hookups - I suppose it stands to reason it's so much easier to have a quiet & uninterrupted hookup at night. More discrete for a potential str8 guy needing relief & he doesn't want to feel like he's under a microscope. Although I have not seen alot of guys out & about. Last time I was out & about, I made a pass at a drunk guy who seemed to be down on his luck. ( He was sobering up ) He was sober enough to be really very nice. Went out of his way to shake my hand, thank me for the offer to help him out with some sexual release. I haven't really noticed any other areas or places to goto. I hate to sound like a potentially fucking horrible person before I say this - ( being a guy with HIV whom has had one or two brushes with homelessness myself, ) one thing I liked about Vancouver & the GVRD was turning a bad thing into a good thing.. If a panhandler or misc. scruffy guy approached me ( & I felt like helping him out, ) I would ask him if he'd be up for some rough trade. If he was uncomfortable with the offer, I'd still offer to get him a meal or such ( fuck, I'm not heartless, & I have been involved with homeless HIV advocacy, ) but if he wanted the sexual relief, I usually found a buddy.. Seeing that Calgary has a fair & honest reputation for "working class regular joes," I suppose I might have been able to find the Calgary version of what I had found in Vancouver. So yeah.. Calgary seems like it's slim pickings for rough trade - at least this has been my experience thus far.

in my opinion im a cumdump casuse my penis is tiny n im worthless. the smaller a persons cock the less they deserve to enjoy orgasms . the only cum i deserve should be blown in my cunt by very deserving hung n poz men . they should ejac all the time n enjoy sex n abusing faggots

I don't go that long between it but after going to the bath house or heavy toy session or whatever, sometimes my ass also gets itchy and burning from overuse. Also the "line" on my taint will get swollen and sore. Usually lasts for a few days. Best thing to do is stop doing anything more with your hole. Preparation H works gets for reducing swelling and cooling the itching and burning as well.

Part 2 I will admit I had made some mistakes as a young teen. Never did anything illegal but felt invincible and cocky. Being closeted and gay did not help. I do not remember specifically when I got HIV but I know I could not tell anyone. Mostly because my support structure would fall apart, everyone believed I was this tough and rough straight dude but if anyone really looked into my past they would notice a distinct lack of girls. For awhile I avoided playing around with even other dudes, took my meds and kept myself healthy. In the meantime I started my own general contractor firm. Early on I was making bank and my inner fuck pig started to come out. It was after visiting some clubs I learned of the poz barebacking community. I was not entirely on board but I felt relieved that there were groups of men I could have sex with and not feel guilty afterward. Then the economy turned and suddenly I had to make cut backs, on staff, on benefits, even for myself. So now I am 2 months into not taking meds and probably at a pretty high viral load, and I am very very horny all the time. I lied to another firm about the size of my work crew and bid higher with the promise I could get these windows put in pretty fast. The money would go a long way to getting me health insurance again. I was nervous to meet the homeowner because I was afraid he would ask too many questions about my excuse for just me doing the work. He seemed a okay with everything I told him. My inner horn dog had me thinking he would pass as a cute bear, pasty white skin, moderately hairy, definitely large flabby ass. The kind I have pounded in the bath houses. and loaded deep with my undetectable loads (most wanted poz so I just told them that is what I was). I had to actively avoid thinking about it to get my work going. Eyes on the prize as it were. It was going fine he seemed chill hanging downstairs while I did work upstairs, it was so hot out and I was distracted by thoughts of that ass of his bouncing on my hard shaft that I kept having to go downstairs to get the right tools. Then something very odd happened, he made a comment about my biohazard tattoo that I have around my belly button. I almost got the sense that he was fishing for a specific answer, that he was not as suburban dad oblivious as he appeared. His laugh was cute and disarming and I forcibly set my mind to getting him out of my head. I was finally finishing up one room and getting ready to start another when I realized I had not seen nor heard him milling about. Maybe he got comfortable enough to leave for lunch. I decided to work on the master bedroom since the sun was not shining in there yet when I noticed the sound of running water. I figured we are all adults and he must know what he was doing. The water stopped and I was just setting down the first window when this perfect specimen of a bear walked out his bathroom door completely nude, wet and completely shocked I was there. It took my entire mental abilities to stop from getting a massive erection. We nervously laughed it off as an honest mistake and then he commented about my biohazard tattoo. I thought for a second maybe he thought I was dangerous from my previous answer so I said the first thing I could think to let him know without saying it that I am more 'lover' than hater. His response to that, his lack of fear standing there naked to a very sweaty fit black man got me realizing maybe he was a bear after all. But I was scrambling on how to proceed. What if he was not, what if he reported me to the guy who hired me, I really needed this job under my belt. I really really needed to be deep in his ass flooding him with my poz seed. What could I do? PART 3 soon

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PART 6 I spent the whole drive over shaking I was so nervous. Over and over i told myself to just turn around and what what was I thinking risking so much? The first time I didn’t know til it was too late , but this was different. And I couldn’t pretend to myself it wasn’t. My hard cock and hungry ass were leading me, overpowering every thought I had to just get away! There was no hiding it, Tim had told me flat out. He was hiv positive, poz as he called it. And he didn’t use condoms. And he had no intention of pulling out. And I had seen that huge cock and knew how deep it could be when he came. And I had seen those giant cum producing balls. He had to shoot a massive load. He will fill me up with it, his sperm. His HIV positive sperm. Spurt after spurt, his cock all the way inside me erupting. And fear took more of a backseat. I was a horny as hell 18 year old that had just discovered bottoming and had done it with a hot experienced hung top. And he had fucked me bareback and cum in me my first time. I couldn’t help wanting more. And I knew how amazing Tim was, how he had made it feel so good, had made me so hungry for cock and so wanting to be a proud gay bottom. A bareback bottom now, on my way to see him again. Still shaking, I rang his bell and he answered obviously nude and obviously knowing it would be me knocking. “I’m so glad you are here. I have thought about that hot ass so many time these last few days. And the way that mouth felt on my cock. And the taste of your asshole. Wanna go straight up?” He welcomed me shutting the door. Nodding eagerlly at home he responded by leading me up to the room I had been in before. This time, I was tearing at my clothes, my cock like steel already and eyes focused on Tim’s already hard meat. Naked, I fell to my knees and licked the shaft from the base to the head, before swirling my tongue around the big mushroom head. Tasting precum, I lost my self and opened wide and took as much as I could. Concentrating on relaxing my throat, I tried to take more and more burn woukd gag occasionally and have to back off. I was trying my best to please him, to be a good cocksucker. “Fuck yeah”, he growled, “that’s so good. Suck that fucking dick. Get it ready. I’m gonna fuck you with it in about 30 seconds.” I grew every more eAger in my sucking, wanting to show my enthusiasm for what he said. “Get up, get on the bed on your back and pull your legs up,” he ordered as he reached for his lube and applied some to my hole and to his cock. Standing over me, his cock head an inch from my starving hole, he looked down and asked me, “what’s my boy want? Does my boy want me to put my cock inside him right now?” “Yes! Fuck yes”, I cried out. “There’s no condom on this cock”, he whispered as he began to tease my hole by rubbing the tip against it. “No condom. No condom.”, I repeated in an almost begging tone. He was driving me to the edge, making me want him so badly. “Should I pump all of my cum Into your hole when I shoot? Should I give you my sperm when we both know I am hiv positive? What do you want?”, he whispered as the pressure on my hole gradually increased. “I want you to cum in me, fill me up with it! All of it! PleAse just please fuck me til you cum!” I whimpered. With that, he pushed in and i I felt that piercing pain followed by a dull ache as my almost virgin hole tried to relax. He gently worked his big meat into me, slowly rocking his hips pushing deeper and deeper. Then starting to take longer strokes as my breath became gasps and I started losing myself to the sensations of pleasure in my hole. It wasn’t long til I was lost. The only thing on earth that mattered was Tim and his huge cock and me and my tight little hole. We were connected. Eyes locked, him grunting and huffing as I began to feel my breAth knocked out with every deep stroke. His ball were now slapping against me when he drove home and I reveled in knowing he was in me ball deep. I was taking all of him. Raw. He was pumping hArd and his thrusts began to pick up speed, his ups bucking erratically. I recognized this from last time and concentrated on trying to take every single bit of that cock inside me while squeezing and miliking it. “Fuck yes, squeeze that fucking cock Chris. Earn that load. Tell me you want it. Tell me you want my sperm in you.” He grunted. “Fucking please cum in me. Please cum in me. I want it in me. I want your cum all inside me. I won’t let it leak at all. Please!” I begged him. “Big poz load. Gonna give it to you. Fucking dump that cum deep inside you.!” He muttered between clenched teeth as he was slamming into me. “Yeah. Big load. Big poz load. Inside me. All of it. Poz load inside me. Poz load inside Me.” I just kept saying it. Then I felt it his pace grew ever faster and then he drove deep and collapsed onto me and i felt that huge rod pulse and throb as his sperm entered me and splattered into my guts. I squeezed and milked it and wrapped my arms around him to hold him insode me. The throbs slowly ebbed and he pulled back up and looked down at me. My stomach was covered in my own cum? I had shot without touching myself. He made no move to pull out and I made no attempt to back off it. Instead I looked up with a guilty grin and knew inside there was no way I could stop doing this. Getting fucked without condoms and taking Tim’s cum. It was like a drug. I was already hooked. What was I gonna do now? This is crazy! But fuck his cum is in me and that thought still scared me but it was turning me on more. A lot more.

Getting stealthed is simply part of the game for bareback bottoms. I don't have a problem with being stealthed, and my pozzer can whisper it into my ear as be breeds me, or email me layter, or simply wait for me to find out when the flu hits and I get tested. That is all part of the risk and and thrill of taking poz loads, and for some of us, getting recharged.

After I'd cum, I was overcome with shame and disgust at what I'd done, and quickly showered and left. Bill grinned at me from behind the desk and said "see you soon, you dirty fucker!" but I vowed never to retun. For the next couple of weeks I was anxious waiting for the flu to hit or for some other symptoms to show. But nothing happened and and eventually I went for a test which came back negative. My relief was also mixed with a sense of disappointment. I thought about this and realised that I was a whore after all, and becoming pregnant from some filthy old man was the ultimate turn-on. I tried to resist it, but the need was in me now, like I was possessed or something, and I couldn't stop thinking about it. Eventually, I gave in and found myself back at the sauna, handing my money to Bill as he winked at me. "Knew you'd be back," He said. " Carrying someone's baby yet?" I shook my head and he raised an eyebrow. "Is that what you want?" I blushed and gave a brief nod and he slapped my shoulder. "Knew you were a dirty sod!" He said. "We've a few more in today - couple of guys I 'ain't seen for a while 'cos they've been sick. They don't take meds so their immune system is fucked." He watched as my eyes widened with shock which was what he intended. He held out a locker-key and said "So, do you still want it, mate?" I paused, aware of the blood pounding in my ears. This was it. Decision time. I breathed deeply and took the key, heading to the lockers with his laughter behind me. I undressed, showered and went upstairs. To my surprise, it was very dark and I had to feel ahead of myself to stop banging into a wall. I found out later this was Bill's idea - to turn off the lights so you couldn't see anyone, only feel anonymous naked bodies and stiff cocks with no idea what their owners looked like or how disgusting their bodies might be. I turned a corner and passed a cubicle based on the gap in the wall my hands encountered. As I started to pass it, someone touched me. I jumped and then stood still, allowing the hand to slide over my thigh and squeeze my stiffening cock. Another hand emerged from the darkness and began to probe my hole. "Nice!" The voice was a harsh, dry whisper and another voice gave a low chuckle of appreciation. I shivered with fear and lust, not knowing what to do. "Come inside!" Whispered the voice and strong, boney fingers grabbed my wrist and started to pull me into the black cubicle. I almost resisted, but something in me responded to their touch, and I allowed them to pull me inside. Instantly, a thin, boney body was pressed against me and lips crushed to mine. I moaned as the tongue entered my mouth and couldn't help putting my arms around him. His body was thin without an ounce of fat. Then someone else got behind me and I felt a surprisingly large and stiff cock pressed against my bottom. "Mmm, fresh meat!" Said the man behind me, and I realised this must be the couple who weren't on meds. I felt the hairs rise on my neck and the fear, but the lips stayed crushed to mine, the tongue slithering disgustingly in my mouth. Then the cubicle was filled with the smell of poppers and a bottle was pushed against my nose. "Breathe deep, darling." Said the man as he released my lips. I had no choice and took a deep lungful, feeling my body mellt and my head swim. A thick finger covered in lube ploughed up me from behind and I gasped with shock. He began to move it slowly in and out and I began to moan with pleasure. " That's it, open up for daddy" The voice behind me was croaky and I reached back to feel skinny legs and a bulging belly above his enormous cock. I groaned in surrender as the poppers were thrust at me again and suddenly a hand pushed my shoulders forward and down and the huge cock began to slide into me. I cried out with pain and pleasure as he slid it home until his paunch was pressed agianst my buttocks. "Shhh!" whispered the man in front of me "Let him in, there's a good boy" I could only sob with surrender as he began to fuck me, and gratefully took the other man's cock in my mouth and steadied myself on his thighs against the brutal thrusts. "That's it, matey. Let old Harold fuck your sweet arse! You're gonna get what you want, don't worry. Open your hole for him." I gasped, but reached back to pull my buttocks apart so the big cock could get in deep. Harold grunted with pleasure as his movements became more jerky in my hole. "Oh yeah, gonna give you a baby you little slut!" Then he gasped and grunted like a pig, forcing himself into me and I felt his cock throbbing as he spurted. "Oh, you dirty bastard! It's in you now!" Said the man in front of me. "Don't fight it!" I groaned and crouched there, accepting the cock spurting toxic cum into me as the man stroked my head tenderly. At last, the enormous cock slid out and I felt the wetness around my anus. "Your turn, Peter." They turned me round and Peter slide his cock into me as Harold pushed my head down to clean his cock. Suddenly, I had a clear image of myself sandwiched between their diseased bodies and the tears splashed from my eyes at my depravity even as I pushed back and squeezed my hole around the thrusting cock, eager to milk more poz cum from him and get myself knocked up.

As we were chauffeured through the city, Demitri and I made out on the leather seat in the back. As we kissed feverishly, he placed my hand on his crotch, and I felt for the first time his huge cock. It had to be close to twelve inches, and I had thought mine was so big at 9. He moaned as he whispered in my ear. "Feel that big cock, my pet. That is the cock which is going to give you your first gift of the night. A gift that you will give to many more in the future." I just stroked it through his trousers, completely under his spell. As we continued to make out, the limo pulled over and two men got in. One was dressed as Batman, the other one, the one that really caught my eye, was dressed in full Scottish regalia. He was a large man with longer, red hair, and green eyes with the same odd look as Demitri's. "That's Duncan." Demitri whispered in my ear. "He's part of my family. The other boy doesn't matter." I watched as Duncan lifted up his kilt, revealing another monster cock protruding from a nest of firey red hair. He just grabbed the kids head and forced him down on his cock and Demitri and I went back to kissing. After a while, the limo pulled over again, and another boy dressed in drag stumbled in, followed by another man dressed as a gladiator. He was a stunning man of obvious Italian decent, with a proud Roman nose, and the same eyes as Demitri and Duncan. "That's Silvio, and another treat for the evening." He said in my ear. I wondered what exactly he meant by "treat" but was instantly distracted by Demitri's finger in my ass again as he kissed me more. I was lost again in pleasure as he dug his sharp nails deep into my ready hole. Eventually we pulled up to a really nice hotel, and in a matter of minutes, we were in a very fancy suite. I had never seen anything so nice in person, only in movies. Once the door was closed, Demitri tossed me easily on the bed, and started removing his jacket. Where the others went, I didn't notice, or even care. I only had eyes for the man who had me under his spell. "Take off your clothes." He instructed as he removed his shirt. I didn't even hesitate as I stared at his magnificent hairy chest, his well defined pecs and eight pack abs that had a marvelous dark trail of hair disappearing into his pants. I was naked in no time, oblivious to the others in the room, displaying myself on the bed for Demitri. He smiled in approval. "So beautiful, my boy. You will make a wonderful addition to my family." I beamed in satisfaction at his praise. He dropped his pants and underwear, letting me see his mighty cock in person for the first time. It stood up proud, fully hard, and was as translucent as the rest of him. The veins bulged and pulsed with a life of their own. "Yes my pet." He said, looking down on me. "Admire my cock. This cock will give you your first gift. Do you want it? Tell me you do boy." "Yes." I whispered, as if in a trance. "I want it." Demitri smiled and lowered himself on top of me, kissing me deep, his cold body covering mine. "You will get it boy. You will join my family tonight." He fingered my asshole again, digging in harder than before. I whimpered as I felt his nails tear at the delicate membranes, scraping and twisting. Eventually he raised his hand and showed me three bloody fingers. The red shockingly bright against his white skin. He just stared into my eyes as he licked them clean. Then, without a word, he spread my legs and climbed between them, placing the tip of his uncircumcised cock at my opening. Without looking away, he started pushing his cock into my already bleeding hole. He pushed without stopping, stretching me wide open, further tearing my anal walls apart. Tears welled in my eyes as pain ripped through my body, but I didn't tell him to stop. He pushed until I could feel his pubic hair rub my outer ring. When he was all the way in, he just said, "Good boy, that's my pet. The worst is over. Your new life is beginning." Then he started kissing me as he pulled his cock out to the tip, then pushed it back in with more force. I moaned as he buried himself in me as deep as he could, kissing me deep. As he methodically slid his huge cock in and out of me, he broke the kiss. "I'm close my pet." He whispered. "After I cum, you will be filled with poison. But you will never die. That is my second gift for you. You will live on as part of my family to share this gift with others forever. You will gift many, many more. Tell me you want it." "I do." I moaned. "Give it to me, I want to belong to you forever!" As I finished those words, Demitri slammed his cock hard into me as he sunk his teeth into my neck. I cried out in ecstasy as he pounded my hole and sucked my nourishing blood out of me. I was spinning as my ears started pounding and my cries of pleasure echoed in my skull. Demitri squeezed me tight as he buried himself as deep as he could and went ridged as he started filling me with his precious seed. My arms and legs held tight to him as I felt the coldness of his cum shooting into my guts and he sucked harder on my neck. I screamed as my own orgasm shot out of me, coating our stomachs with a copious load of hot, wet, cum. He forced his mouth off my neck as he gasped in ecstasy, collapsing on top of me. We rested for a minute before he finally pulled out of me, rolling over. I was weak and could barely move from loss of blood. Duncan appeared, as if out of nowhere, blood running down his chin. He approached the bed as Demitri got off. He just grabbed my ankles and spread them apart, slamming his throbbing cock into me in one thrust. I was so weak, I could barely feel it, but I still moaned. As he pounded me, Demitri grabbed my head, turning it toward him. Taking one of his sharp nails, he sliced the head of his cock, opening a wound, and placed it in my mouth. Without needing instruction, I started nursing on it, already hunkering for blood myself. Demitri moaned as I sucked his bleeding dick while Duncan fucked me hard. Very soon I started feeling strength return. The more I sucked, the stronger I felt. Soon I was feeling almost as strong as before. Demitri pulled his cock out as Duncan unloaded another load of icy poison deep in my guts. As he pulled out, I saw Silvio approach dragging two unconscious bodies with him. Tossing them on the couch, he grabbed me and pulled me onto my hands and knees. As I watched Demitri grab the one dressed as Batman, Silvio slammed his cock into me in one hard thrust. His cock was fatter than Demitri's, and I howled in agony as I felt my ads ripped open more. Demitri fed on the young man as he watched Silvio fuck me as hard as he could. After he was finished with Batman, he grabbed the drag queen, and dragged the body over to me. He sliced open a wrist and offered it to me. I sucked on it while Demitri sucked on his neck. I could feel the life flowing out of him and into me as Silvio grabbed my hips and filled me with a third cold, poisonous load. After my first three breedings, the men left me on the bed as they took care of the bodies. Then we spent the rest of the night depositing more dirty cum into me and sharing blood until almost sunrise. Silvio and Duncan raised one bed to reveal their resting place, and Demitri raised the other one, pulling me in with him. As we enclosed ourselves in the safety of the darkness, he whispered to me, "Welcome to the family, my beautiful pet." I officially died in his arms, ready to start my new life tomorrow.

With my fingers entangled in the sub pig's thick sweaty coal black hair I began face fucking him with long deep strokes in and out of his throat, banging his tonsils with each thrust forward, hearing him gag now and then but not stopping. Daddy and I were going to break this boi's defenses - the little that might still be remaining - and have him begging not just for our cocks and cum, but for our POZ cum...and piss too! Daddy loves dirty parTyin piss play and was the one who got me to try it the first time. Of course I was almost as high when he did it as Trevor was now so I was willing to try it if it meant more of Daddy's huge raw POZ cock and cum! My first taste of his chem piss that night had me hooked! And when the chem rush hit me I knew i'd want more anytime I could. I had no doubt that the pig impaled on our dicks now would follow that same path. I looked across the naked muscled back of our boi into Daddy's sweat soaked face and dark black pupils. Damn! He looked so fucking hot like that! His muscles tensing up as he continued drilling into the hole now willingly offered to him, the veins standing out on his thick neck and across his forehead. His leather vest framed his beefy pecs and hard pointed nipples as sweat practically ran off of him onto the pig's back and into his crack, making Daddy's penetration easier and smoother. He smiled one of the darkest sexiest smiles at me I'd ever seen as we both enjoyed the pleasure we were getting from the eager sub lodged between us. "How's that mouth cunt feel boi?" Daddy asked me in a deep ragged breath. "I told you he knows how to suck cock didn't I?" "Fucking sweet, Daddy! Yeah you told me and I know what you're talking about!", I panted back as I pushed my hips forward and held my dick in his throat a little longer this time. If I wasn't careful, I'd be whitewashing his tonsils with my first load of the weekend. There was plenty of time to feed him my cum over the next couple of days but the first load needed to be dumped in his ass to get him started right on his path to darkness. "And he seems to like it, too. I'm banging his throat hard and deep and he just keeps taking it!" "Yeah, just like his pig pussy. I'm giving it to him good and hard this time around and I can feel his chute grabbing me and sucking me in on each stroke. I think we've unleashed a fucking cock pig tonight son!" Trevor mumbled loudly around my dick plugging his throat which we took as his agreement of what Daddy had just said. "Damn, Daddy! I'm getting close. His mouth and throat are sooooooo good!" "Go ahead, son. I know you want to seed his ass - and you're gonna LOVE it when you do, believe me! But you'll get to breed him lots of times this weekend and I'm sure your loads will be as potent as he needs." Daddy grinned when he said "potent", both of us knowing the real meaning of the word in this setting. "Besides, I imagine our pig boi needs a good dose of something to drink - or maybe a couple doses", looking at me with his lust crazed eyes. Damn, it was like he was reading my mind and telling me it was time to give the pig his first taste of chem piss for the weekend. I almost came in that instant but held back. "Really, Daddy", I asked. "Are you sure? I know you're wanting both of us to give him our cum in his ass and breed him." "Yeah, boy, I'm sure. Like I said I know you have plenty of loads for him this weekend. And I know you have plenty for him to drink right now. Besides, I'm close to dumping a second load in this hot tight hole and don't want to stop now...so feed him son!" "Hell YEAH!" I yelled looking at Daddy with lust and gratitude. I pulled my spit soaked dick out of Trevor's mouth, a thick string of spit-mixed-with-precum connecting my dickhead to his puffy lips. I looked down into his sweat soaked face and saw hunger and need in his eyes, as he continued moaning with the continuing thrusts of Daddy's dick in his ass. "You heard us boi. Is Daddy right? Are you thirsty? Hungry? Are you wanting what I got in this dick to fill your mouth and go down into your stomach?" Trevor stared into my eyes even as his tongue kept licking over my oozing piss slit. "Fuck yes! I'm so hungry for it, bro! I want to taste your cum. I want you filling my mouth with your cock juices while Daddy fills my ass again with his. PLEASE!! Feed me bro! Let me have it!" I grinned at Daddy. "Are you ready, Daddy? Wanna fill him at the same time?" "Damn right boi! Do it!" I looked back into Trevor's eyes as Daddy began hammering his ass harder. "Open up, pig brother. I'm going to give you what you asked for..and what you want. Enjoy!" I edged my hips forward and Trevor wrapped his eager lips around my cockhead. Oh fuck, yeah!! I couldn't hold off! Feeding time for the pig!!

A few moments later Daddy and I both looked at each other over the cock pigs sweaty arching back, smiling evilly at each other as we realized the booty bump - and definitely not the last one this weekend - was hitting this virgin cock sucker. I had just slid 3 tina-coated fingers back into his tight burning and accepting hole and was thrusting the fingers as deep inside him as I could reach while turning and twisting them. No flinch this time when the burn came...just a hungry moan and an even hungrier push of his ass back to take my magic fingers deeper. "DAMN boy!" I heard Daddy say. "Yeah suck that cock! Fucking deepthroat that hard fat daddy dick and gag on it! You like that dick doncha? Like feeling it stretch and fill up your face hole doncha?" The pig mumbled loudly and eagerly around the fat poz cock impaling his throat as he pushed back more onto my fingers. "And you like what your pig bro's doing to your ass too, doncha cock pig? You can't get enough of how he's making your ass feel right?" Daddy pulled the sucking mouth abruptly off his cock and the pig cried out "I love it Daddy! I fucking love it! My ass has never felt so good! Please can I have more?!" Daddy grinned at the flying pig boi as he slid the pipe stem between his full wet lips and lit the flame. "Of course boi. You can have more all weekend long. Now inhale BIG while your bro keeps working your ass!" To Be Continued............